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Anna Ch. 01

By: infinitee69



It all began one rainy day when I was driving out of the college I was teaching Math at. Our college was away from the main road and required a bit of a walk. 

I noticed her walking in the rain, her uniform soaked. I had to stop my car and offer her a lift. 

Her name was Anna and she was a year two student at the college I taught at. She wasn't very mathematically inclined, but she was well behaved. 

She had long hair which she tied in two pony tails, large brown eyes and a nice sweet smile. There was something very hypnotic about her. Maybe it was the way she walked. She was very curvaceous, slightly plump and about 5ft 3. 

Back in year 1 of college she was already curvy. Now in year 2 she was even curvier. The rain had soaked through her white blouse. She was wearing a black bra. I started to grow hard. 

"Let me send you home," I said. 

"I've forgotten to bring my keys and my parents won't be back till late," she said. 

"Why don't you come to my house?" I offered. My wife was out of town on a business trip after all. 

There was a funny look in her eye when she accepted. 

Back at my house, she took a shower upon my advice. I had offered her my wife's clothes. They were a little too tight for her. I could see her breasts straining against the fabric of the tee shirt. I made her a warm drink. My cock continued to stir. 

She noticed it. I could see it in her eyes, as she drank her drink. She put the cup down. 

"What is that Mr Smith?" 

"Do you want to see it?" I asked. She nodded. 

I unzipped my trousers and took out my cock. She looked at it, eyes transfixed on it. I took her hand and put in around my cock. It grew harder. I showed her how to move it, up and down, and she did as she was told. 

Slowly I tugged at my wife's shorts, and down it went. She wasn't wearing anything underneath it. I kneeled down to take a closer look, parting her puffy lips which was partly hidden by her sparse hair. 

She was wet. I leaned forward and gave her clit a flick of my tongue. She took a sharp breath. Gently I flicked my tongue across her clit a few more times, and she gasped. I tried to push my index finger into her pussy but she froze. 

I coaxed her. "Just relax. You will like it." 

She continued to be tensed, but I continued licking her, throwing her further into a horny state of mind. Soon I had my index finger up her pussy. It was nice, warm and wet. 

Most of all it was tight. 

I continued to tease her, increasing the pressure and speed of my tongue, pushing my finger in and out of her. She breathed even more heavily. I tried putting another finger in, and she froze again. 

"No," she pleaded. 

"Now, be a good girl and open your legs wider," I coaxed, shoving two fingers in. I felt her tense up. I kept still for a while, concentrating on licking her clit. 

Then I started moving the two fingers in and out again. Soon she was relaxed, her juices flowing, and I continued to lap it up. She started to whimper, I continued ramming my two fingers in as I licked her. 

Suddenly she let out a cry. She was cumming. Her juices came out hard and fast. I continued to ram my fingers in her. 

I brought her into my bedroom. 

"Lie down," I told her. She did as she was told. I took the t shirt off and out sprang her tits. They were huge – probably 36C – but firm. I started playing with her nipples, gentle teasing them at first, before I started to pinch them harder. 

There was a slight look of discomfort on her face but that somehow turned me on. I bent down and took her left nipple into my mouth, sucking on it hard. She squirmed and let out a gasp. 

I told her to spread her legs wider, and she parted them for me. I started to play with her clit again, putting more pressure on it, making it hard. She was soaking wet. 

I started nibbling on her nipples. She moaned. She was lifting her hips off the bed, begging me to put my fingers in here. 

"Please," she begged. I shoved two fingers in her tight pussy, ramming it in mercilessly. She moaned louder. Just the thought of my cock in this tight pussy made me want to cum. As my right hand shoved 2 fingers up her pussy, my left hand continued assaulting her nipples. 

She writhed in bed, beads of perspiration rolling forming on her forehead. What a sight she was. I watched her tensed up face – her eyes shut tight, brows furrowed together. 

"Open your eyes and look at me," I said. 

She opened her large eyes, there was a horny look in them. I slowly increased the number of fingers I was ramming in her to three. Boy was she tight. 

Her tits were jiggling as I rammed her pussy with my three fingers. Here she was, legs spread and willing. It was time to fuck her. I took my fingers out of her pussy and climbed on top of her. Despite being curvy she was still a very petite girl. I must have been double her size. 

The thought of the fact that I was possibly crushing her turned me on even more. 

I stroked my cock, positioning it against her pussy. There was a look on her face when she realized what I was doing. 

"Please don't," she begged. But it was too late. I shoved my entire dick into her pussy, and she screamed, perhaps a little too loudly. 

I held still for awhile, holding her tight to calm her, half afraid the scream would have attracted the attention of the neighbors. 

She was extremely tight. I gave her soft little kisses to calm her. Tears were rolling down her face. 

"Shhhh... it's gonna be ok, baby," I stroked her hair. 

I started to move gently in and out her, and she soon forgot her pain. 

I moved faster and she started to moan. 

"You like this, don't you?" I asked her. She didn't reply. Her eyes remained shut, as if concentrating on the sensations my cock was giving her. I went faster. she moaned louder. 

"Look at me," I told her. 

She opened her eyes to look at me while I fucked her. Slowly she was moving her hips to meet my thrusts. 

I decided to tease her, slowing down my pace, moving my cock slowly in and out her pussy. I felt her tight pussy gripping against my cock, as if begging my cock to thrust deeper into her. 

There was a pleading look in her eyes as I continued the slow pace. In, out. In, out. 

"Please, Mr Smith," she whispered pleadingly. 

"shhh..." was all I would say. 

She tried moving her hips, wishing I would go faster, but I help on to her hips. 

I took my cock out. She let out a sigh. Her pleading eyes showed how much she wanted it. 

"Get on your hands and knees and face me." I told her. 

She did as she was told. Eagerly she took my cock into her mouth. 

"Yes, baby," I said. "Taste your juices."

She sucked hungrily, occasionally taking my cock out of her mouth, and twirling her tongue across the head of my cock. Then taking it into her mouth again. I held on to her two ponytails, slowly moving my hips. Her head was bobbing on my cock, and I held her head tighter so that I could maneuver it more easily. 

I felt as if I could cum anytime, so I told her to stop. 

I lied on the bed and asked her to get on top of me. 

She straddled my hips as I pushed my cock into her tight, warm and wet pussy. I held on to her hips, moving her along as she rode me. 

"That's it, baby, ride it," 

I watched as this tight 18 year old rode my cock for her dear life. It was amazing. Her boobs were jiggling. Beads of perspiration were on her forehead. She was meowing like a cat. 

My hips moved up to meet her bounce. We moved in a rhythm. She moaned louder. 

"Oh yes, please, yes," she sighed. 

I couldn't believe it. Here I was, a bespectacled, slightly overweight 50 year old man, having a tight pussy bounce on top if his cock. I rammed harder. 

We changed positions. I lay her at the edge of the bed, her legs wide open while I stood at the foot of the bed. Slowly I entered her again. Then I scooped her up. 

She clung onto me, while I kept my balance leaning against the wall. 

She had her cock deep within me, muscles squeezing around it, totally impaled. 

I rammed hard as she clung on for her dear life, moaning loudly. 

"Oh yeah Mr Smith! Yes! Yes! Oh yeah!" 

I held her chubby ass, pushing her onto me hard. My cock went deeper and deeper into her cunt. She was losing it. 

"Oh fuck! Yes... please... Oh...ohhhh... ohhhhhhhhh! Oh shittttttttttttttttt!!" 

I felt her whole body tense, and the ripples of her cunt muscles. She was cumming, and she looked beautiful.

I couldn't hold out much longer. I lay her down on her bed, and moved my cock to her mouth. She sucked it hungrily again. I rammed my cock in and out of her mouth, and she took every inch of it. 

I felt my balls tighten. I took my cock out. I held the left side of her face as I shot wad after wad of cum all over her sexy mouth. 

Exhausted, I collapsed next to her. She tried to clean the cum off her mouth and face, but I spread them over her lips and made her suck on my fingers. 

After some rest we took a shower. I paid her $50 and sent her home. I was quite sure it wasn't going to be the last I would see of her. 

Anna Ch. 01



The day had finally arrived. After all the chats, emails, phone conversations and several lunches, anna had decided to meet me for some real time play. As I drove to the hotel I couldn't help but review our "history." She is an intelligent and attractive young lady and I had to admit I would enjoy getting my hands on her for real. Last week we had met face to face for lunch to discuss whether we should proceed to some real time activity. We both agreed we had enjoyed the things we had done so far and we seemed to have established some trust. Looking into her blue eyes I had asked her if she would like to take the next step. She looked back at me a bit shyly, hesitated then nodded her head affirmatively. Speaking softly I said "anna, I want to hear you say the words out loud. You can speak softly but we both need to hear your voice, say what you want." 

She looked down for a minute then back up into my eyes with confidence. "I want you to use me. I want to give myself to you and let you do whatever you wish." She said this softly but with conviction. I smiled and we began to plan our meeting. 

She gave me her mailing address so I could send along a few items with some instructions. It was to be next Wednesday. I would rent a room at the Holiday Inn near the University. I mailed her the following items and instructions:

Dear anna, I have enclosed a pair of panties, garter and bra for you to wear on Wednesday. Wear them all day so that you will be thinking about our meeting. It should be warm so you can wear either a light sundress or a blouse and skirt. Look natural on the outside knowing that you are my toy underneath your clothes. You will also find a collar. You will put that on after your school/work day is over and wear it till you are with me. Tuesday night I want you to masturbate – DO NOT CUM!! Use your vibrator. I want you to get all wet and hot. When you are near orgasm, turn your vibrator off, roll a condom over it and put it in a Ziploc bag (make sure your juices are still on the vibe) and bring it along so I can make sure you followed directions. 

When you get up in the morning you will give yourself an enema. Sometime before then you will have to buy a fleets enema from the drugstore. Follow directions on the enema box and do a good job. Then shower, shave your pussy, legs, underarms, etc.... Put on the under wear I have purchased you, make yourself up with a little more care then a normal workday, dress and begin your day. 

During the day I want you to play with yourself at least twice(more if practical). Again NO ORGASM but keep yourself aroused. Use your left hand and if possible don't wash your fingers. I would like to be able to smell your juices on your hand when we meet. I understand that you might not be able to do this but it would be a nice touch for both of us as you would also be aware of your smell through the day. When you are playing call my cell phone and leave me a brief message. Tell me what you are doing and how you feel.

After your last class you are to go to a bathroom and remove the panties and bra and put on the collar. Call me and I will tell you what room I am in. Then you are to walk to the hotel. Call the room from the hotel phone in the lobby to let me know you are here. Then come up to the room. The door will be ajar. Get on your hands and knees, knock once and crawl into the room. I will be waiting.

So here I was in the hotel arranging things anticipating my time with anna. I had brought along candles, a paddle, a switch, nipple clamps, clothes pins, a butt plug, small vibrator, latex gloves, lubricant, condoms, blindfold, rope, a gag and a few assorted toys and of course my digital camera. 

I showered, shaved, put on some comfortable pants, a shirt, looked at the clock and realized I had a bit of time. I opened the curtains to let the light in, took out my book and sat down in the chair to read and wait for the phone to ring. I was smiling thinking about the things I was going to do with and to anna. I wondered what she was doing at that moment. Was she nervous? Aroused? I was sure that she was spinning a bit. Thinking to herself –"am I crazy?" The anticipation was delicious and almost over. I was hard just thinking about it.

I read my book and relaxed, letting my cock soften a bit. It was hard to concentrate on the book but I eventually lost myself in the pages. I was a bit startled by the ringing of the phone. Picking up the receiver I answered, "hello." 

I heard anna's soft voice on the line. "I am here in the lobby." 

"Would you like to come up?" I asked. 

"Yes" came the slow reply. 

"Then hang up the phone and come to me. I have been waiting for you." I hung up the phone and began to make some final preparations.

End of part 1.



Anna Ch. 01



Chapter 1: The XXX Cinema

Anna is the kind of girl who meets with success at every turn. Hailing from an upper middle class family, she never wanted for anything growing up, and her parents are proud of the independent, motivated woman she has become. At 22 years of age, she holds a good marketing job and is very popular with friends and family alike.

She is a bombshell too. Standing a little over 5'7", she has dark brown hair that cascades over her shoulders to the middle of her back, and big blue-green eyes that seem to gaze right through you if they catch you right. Her smile can only be described as high-wattage, and she lights up a room with it every chance she gets.

Even more outrageous is the body. Anna isn't a pale girl, but she doesn't worship the sun either. She is modest enough not to frequent the beach (a huge blow for the town's male population), and her girlfriends are always grateful to her for the lack of competition. On the odd days she does appear, it is always in the same blue bikini, which does a frustratingly good job of tucking away her glorious assets. The top is generous enough to completely cup her 36Cs, although the bottoms are thankfully cut high on the hips, giving a splendid view of her remaining 24-34 measurements. 

Yet, despite her popularity and undeniable beauty, Anna has always been painfully shy with the boys. It never helped that her looks were intimidating enough to keep the boys at arm's length, and so while her girlfriends had their fill of sex, drugs and rock n' roll, Anna became something of a homebody. 

But the lack of a boyfriend created a void in Anna's life, one that she quickly filled with steamy, taboo fantasies. She would spend time on the internet, scouring escort agency and erotic modeling sites wondering what it would be like to lead such a double existence. She dreamed of one-on-one encounters with strangers, where she could show herself off and reap the rewards. And finally, the fantasies became so powerful that she could no longer resist. She had to live them out.

Careful research and planning resulted in Anna buying a ticket to Montreal – a three hour flight from her hometown. It was easy to convince her family and friends of the trip's merits. Canada was an inexpensive destination, and she had never been north of the border. Clearly she needed a break, and the destination was very convenient. What family and friends wouldn't factor in was the city's thriving sex industry, which drew in Anna like a moth to a flame.

She arrived at her hotel on a cool afternoon in early October and checked in. Anna had lined up her fantasies, and had a number of adventures planned for her week of thrills. Tonight would be her only 'free' night, and she knew exactly what she would do with it. After grabbing a quick bite to eat, she returned to her room and changed into one of the many racy outfits she had brought with her. Before setting off, she stopped to admire herself in the mirror, and couldn't help smiling despite her nerves. She was dressed completely in black, with a tight skirt that stopped mid-thigh, and a sequined halter-top that strained to hold her breasts in place. A pair of 4 inch heels completed the ensemble, and with her hair down and makeup just so, Anna was stunning.

Throwing on a long overcoat, she left the hotel and walked slowly down St Catherine Street to a collection of neon signs marking the entrance to a XXX cinema. Heart thumping, she looked around with embarrassment, wondering what people would think to see her venture inside. Finally summoning up the courage, she quickly passed the signs and arrived at the top of a long flight of stairs leading down into darkness. She strained her ears but couldn't hear anything, and wondered if they were even open. "Come on!" she whispered to herself. She knew it was now or never, and she would never forgive herself for chickening out.

As she crept down the stairs, Anna began to make out the faint sounds of sexual ecstasy from below. The environment seemed strange, with the stairs reminiscent of a new office building, but as the lower level came into view there was clearly nothing white-collar about it. Four televisions hung from the ceiling with a different hardcore film playing on each. She moved quickly to the counter, where an elderly man stood and eyed her up and down. 

"The private booths are cash only, or you buy a token for the two cinemas at the back" he said, feigning disinterest. Anna knew exactly what she wanted, and bought a token. It was expensive, but money was no object for her tonight. She turned, her cheeks flushed, and walked briskly along the hallway between the private booths. It seemed to wind along forever, and at one point she was startled by a booth occupier making a quick exit, his eyes avoiding her gaze. Finally she arrived at a turnstile that reached from floor to ceiling, comprised of heavy metal bars and a token receptacle on one side. Breathing hard, she inserted the coin and jumped as a loud clang indicated the metal grate unlocking.

Anna gave it a shove, and it reluctantly turned to allow her access. Despite a noticeable chill in the air, her palms were sweating. To her left and right were cinema entrance doors, and after a brief pause she decided to opt for cinema 'A'. Anna stood at the door for what seemed an eternity, before finally pushing it open and slinking inside.

The immediate and overpowering smell of cum was like a slap in the face, and it caught her by surprise. Her eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, and she glanced around, feeling immediately awkward. The door had led her right into a central aisle dividing ten rows of plastic chairs, a third of which were occupied, and it placed her at the center of everyone's attention. Anna had expected to see couples but soon realized that she was the only woman in the room, and despite the acrobatic sex on the screen at the front, all eyes were on her. Panicked, she turned and pushed back through the door.

Once outside, she collected herself. This clearly was not what she had expected, and there was a clear danger as a lone female in heading back. She hoped that cinema 'B' would offer something different, but soon discovered a similar scene with even more men. Wrestling now between her common sense and her deeper urges, she finally decided to take the risk and revisit cinema 'A'. Pushing back through the door, she crept quietly down the aisle and found a seat, as twenty pairs of eyes sized her up.

Anna's feelings of uneasiness soon vanished as the action on the screen captivated her. A fairly average blonde was being pounded by three black men with impossibly huge cocks, and the expression on the blonde's face suggested she was not particularly happy about it. Anna felt herself getting wet. Getting her nerve up, she cast her eyes around the room, and saw that no one had moved. In the opposite section, she saw a man jerking off as the action heated up on-screen, and she was surprised at how openly he was doing it. She found herself staring at him, and her heart raced as she saw cum spurt from his cock onto the back of the chair in front of him. 

Soon her eyes picked up many more men doing the same, and Anna found the idea of being in the same room with these men as they masturbated intense. One by one they came, some in dribbles and others in jets, before collecting themselves and leaving – only to be replaced by fresh faces. Anna, now completely at ease, rose a little from her chair and removed her overcoat. Settling back down, she looked back toward the screen, where the action now involved a blonde, a brunette and a black girl armed with dildos. She smiled as her fingers discreetly made their way under her skirt. Her bra and panties had never made it out of the hotel room, a thought that excited her no end.

As the lesbian action continued, Anna's fascination with her viewing companions again compelled her to look around. Across the aisle and behind her sat two men, one seat apart. One was jerking himself off as the other watched, and after a few minutes the active party came with a stifled cry before slumping back into his seat, Anna watched as he then adjusted himself and left, before she realized with embarrassment that the second man had been staring at her intently for some time. Anna quickly turned, her face burning, and went back to the scene on the screen. Moments later, her heart leaped into her throat as the staring man left his seat and moved down to her row, positioning himself three seats away.

His eyes began roaming all over her body, and she could feel the weight of his gaze despite keeping her eyes firmly on the screen. A feeling of panic began again in earnest as she saw him unzip his pants and pull them down to the floor. His uncircumcised cock now stood, fully erect, and he was simply gawking at her as he began moving his hand gently along its shaft. She could see out of the corner of her eye that he wasn't huge, but a good 6-7 inches were visible. He cleared his throat quietly, and she turned toward him with a weak smile. He smiled back, and his hand fell away from his cock, leaving it completely exposed. She resisted the temptation to look, instead turning her eyes back toward the screen.

After a few minutes, the man moved closer, so that now only one seat separated them. Anna shifted nervously in her chair. Her coat was pinned beneath her, and she desperately wanted it now as a means of covering herself up. As it was, her halter top rose about an inch over her nipples, leaving too much cleavage exposed, and her skirt had ridden up to her hips as she sat, meaning that her neatly trimmed public hair was hidden only by her now crossed legs. This outfit, she decided, was not the best idea after all. 

Then Anna froze. The man had reached across, and his fingers were running gently up and down her upper arm. Her breathing became shallow and quick, and she focused her stare all the more on the screen in front of her. His light touch began working its way down to her lower arm, then her wrist, before he finally took her hand in his. She couldn't believe it as her hand, seemingly with a mind of its own, closed around his fingers. "This is it", she thought. "No going back now!"

His hand lifted hers, and moved it over to his waiting cock. For a moment she wouldn't let go, wanting to prolong the inevitable, but he grasped her wrist and placed her hand firmly on the lower portion of his shaft. She turned to size him up properly for the first time, realizing that he appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent, with a stocky build and swarthy features. His face was contorted into an expression of longing, and his eyes were fixed firmly on hers. She began slowly moving her hand up and down and he moaned, attracting the attention of two men nearby. Realizing what was happening, they moved from their seats into the row behind Anna to quietly watch the events unfold.

Anna's pace increased as she worked the man's cock, and he soon grasped her hand to slow her down. Her eyes, which were fixed upon his still swelling member, returned to his face and she smiled again. He did not return the smile, instead looking deliberately at her breasts and licking his lips. She was not surprised when his hands reached over and began to fondle them. She knew that she would not resist his advances, and so she allowed him to grope her as she continued masturbating him.

Again he moved, this time into the seat next to her, before reaching over and sliding the straps of her halter top from her shoulders. He yanked her top down, fully exposing her breasts and causing a collective sigh of delight from the two voyeurs seated behind. The man grabbed her right breast roughly and leaned in, taking her nipple in his mouth and sucking hard. Anna cried out as his teeth clamped down, sending shockwaves through her now trembling body. She closed her eyes as his left hand kneaded away, but they shot open again as she felt his right hand disappear under her skirt. He began coaxing her legs from the crossed position they were in, and finally she relented.

Anna was his, and she knew it. Her hand was pumping away at his penis, and she felt a few drops of pre-cum beginning to run between her fingers. He, meanwhile, was now moving his fingers through her public hair as he played with her clit. Then, as she knew he would, he pushed a finger inside her. He was not gentle about it, but she was so wet that she was able to cope with his clumsy movements. A second finger then entered, but she stopped him from using a third. Anna was relatively inexperienced and two fingers alone were enough to stretch her. He looked up at her, and his expression seemed even hungrier than before. Her vagina was insanely tight, and for him this was an unexpected bonus.

The man sat upright again, leaving her right breast covered in his saliva. He stared at her, saying nothing, before running his free hand through her mane of dark hair. Insistently he pulled her head towards him and began kissing her. She felt weak, and did not resist as his tongue entered her mouth, probing for hers. For several minutes they locked lips as Anna groaned with the sensation of his fingers fucking her under her skirt.

Then he broke away and forced her head down to his waiting cock. She knew it would happen, but she was nonetheless shocked at his forcefulness. Up close, she could see that while his penis was not much longer than she had first thought, its girth was substantial. Taking him into her mouth, she began sucking him for all she was worth, teasing the head with her tongue. Her plan was now simple – she needed him to come, because if he didn't, Anna figured she knew what was coming next.

His groans were muffled, but still audible over the on-screen action. Three other men had now moved over to the row in front of her to catch a better look, and Anna watched as one by one they removed their pants and began masturbating. She couldn't see the two in the row behind her as the backs of the chairs were in the way, but she figured that they had adopted a similar pose. She continued blowing the man at a frantic pace, trying to bring him to a climax, but he kept shifting and slowing her movements with his free hand. On and on she went, with the taste of him now overwhelming, until she was startled by a jet of hot cum hitting her shoulders and neck. One of the onlookers from the row in front had unleashed a river of semen all over her, and he then hurriedly collected his clothes and left. 

Anna couldn't believe it, and tried to wipe it off but it was everywhere. The man, aggravated that she had stopped sucking him, forced her head down again just as a second volley of cum hit her arm and pooled across her back, this time from one of the voyeurs behind her. Anna ignored this blast, instead keeping her lips around the man's cock, determined now to get the one climax she needed. But it didn't materialize.

The man was close, and wanted more of her – much more. Pulling his other hand out from under her skirt, he used both to raise her head and push her back into an upright position. Leaning down, the man fished around his pockets before producing a condom. Anna's vagina was throbbing with desire, but she knew that he was too big for her. She looked at him for some kind of reassurance but he was focused on removing the condom from its wrapper. Fumbling a little, he finally succeeded and slid the rubber on. 

Anna stared at it, as though seeing a penis for the first time, and began to feel a bit queasy. She was truly anxious now, and almost didn't register when the two remaining men in the row ahead began moving the chairs to create space on the floor. The man got up and grasped her hand, pulling her to her feet. He reached past her, grabbing her coat, and set it down on the floor like a blanket. Then, without making eye contact, he placed one hand on her left shoulder and the other on her right hip, and pushed her gently but firmly to the floor. 

Anna's legs were now like jelly, and she tumbled a bit as she went down, falling into a seated position. Before she had a chance to reposition herself, the man seized her ankles and pulled them toward him, rolling her onto her back. The man then grabbed at her skirt, pulling it off, as two of the onlookers lifted the halter top up and over her head. With the exception of her heels, Anna was now naked and feeling very exposed. 

As the three voyeurs masturbated furiously, the man positioned himself between Anna's legs. Giving her beautiful body one final look but again avoiding her stare, he took his penis in one hand and held it against her pussy lips. As the crescendos of another sexual coupling on the big screen reached fever pitch, he plunged his rock-hard cock into Anna's vagina, burying it completely. Anna screamed in pain, but her cry was lost amidst the climaxing shrieks of two girls being fucked in the film.

The man hesitated, savoring the moment. He knew that he had never had sex with a girl this beautiful, and now here she was in all her glory, with his penis as far inside her as it would go, and three others watching him do it! Anna, meanwhile, was lying back, grateful for the brief opportunity to get used to his size before the action began. And brief it was, for after the shortest of moments, he began a slow teasing slide out of her pussy. She gasped as his cock was withdrawn to the head, before crying out again as he hammered it back home.

Anna tossed her head from side to side, her hands gripping chair legs as the man went to work. He moved his penis in and out like a piston, and she could feel it growing even bigger inside her. She was vaguely aware of the three onlookers continuing to move about, looking for the best vantage point, and barely noticed as the first unleashed a torrent of cum all over her stomach, breasts and face. Her breasts, heaving with the man's onslaught, glistened in the dim light as flickers from the big screen illuminated the cum flowing everywhere.

The second and third onlookers came shortly after the first. Even as the man continued pounding away, she had the presence of mind to be surprised at the amount of cum that these two voyeurs delivered, as it utterly drenched her, adding to the liquid already coating her stomach and breasts. Meanwhile, the man had increased his pace and was now gripping Anna's legs, forcing them over his shoulders. He then leaned forward, pushing Anna's legs back toward her torso, deepening his thrusts even further. For Anna it was a true mix of pleasure and pain, and she didn't know whether to moan or cry. It felt so good yet hurt so much, and her mind was a confused, delighted mess. 

It was after almost ten minutes of hard fucking that the man came. She felt his cock pulsate inside her, and his climax seemed to take forever. Thrusting away, he took absolute advantage of his time with this extraordinary girl, and didn't stop fucking Anna until his penis was completely spent and had begun to soften. Only then did he withdraw, before standing, dressing without a word and leaving the cinema. 

Anna lay on the floor, exhausted. She could feel the cum everywhere, most of it collecting in a hollow just above her belly button, and wondered how she would clean it all up. Slowly getting to her feet, she was greeted with a cheer from the remaining men in the cinema, all of whom had been treated to the show of their lives. Anna, who had been oblivious to their presence for much of the time, collected herself and managed a smile. It had been an incredible experience, and it kicked off her week of fantasy in a way she had never expected.



Anna Ch. 01



Anna looked into her drink despondently. As she considered her life, long to her mind but short to most, she wondered how she had the ability to consistently meet the wrong sort of men. As a young girl she had been taller than all the girls and most of the boys her age. Gawky, awkward looking, she played the role of tomboy extremely well. When she played softball with the boys she could hit as well as most and throw better than any girl. But when the game would end and she'd want to go off with the boys and do whatever boys did the chided her and chased her away.

Anna had wanted to have her hair cut short like a boy's but her mother wouldn't have it saying "that's not how a young lady acts." Her family was so proper and polite it often maddened her. She resisted most efforts to get her to wear dresses preferring jeans. Though she liked dolls toy trucks and when an uncle had taught her about fishing it had almost become an obsession. That had been her Uncle Henry who when she was twelve lay dying from emphysema from having smoked cigarettes his entire life. Though he seemed old to her at the time he was 49. The vision of him being attached to an oxygen tank and his labored breathing stayed with her and when the other girls were trying out cigarettes she found no such desire. When he died she had just turned 13 and she cried for days on end and something in her life seemed forever changed.

She was certain things would change where boys were concerned when as a young teen her hips and breasts filled out and she ceased to grow though at five feet ten inches she was still taller than all of the other girls a good number of boys. She didn't play softball any longer but was a stand out athlete on the girl's track team. Secretly she saw herself as an Olympic swimmer but most high schools back then didn't have swimming pools and she was afraid to ask her parent's help.

She also actively hunted out pretty dresses and allowed her auburn hair to grow long. She no longer wanted to be one of the guys. She remembered blushing when one day an aunt commented on how beautiful she was and how her being busty would make it difficult for her to keep the boys at arm's length. She thought to herself she'd never want to keep a boy that far away.

She never turned down a boy who asked her out on a date in her years of high school but somehow she always seemed to attract the boys who were more interested in groping her breasts and her reaction was always the same. She'd slap their face. Most of the boys reacted in shock and quickly ended their date but a few called her names such as cock tease or worse. She'd gain a reputation as being cold and more than once overheard someone referring to her as the "ice queen." By the time she was a senior no one was asking her out any longer and when the time came for the prom she was pushed into taking a cousin who her mother had said was such a nice boy though extremely shy. But he wasn't nearly so shy as her mother had said and barely an hour into the prom she found herself abandoned by him for another girl who had come with a group of girlfriends. Anna was back home by eleven crying on her bed lamenting to her mother how horrible all boys were.

In the fall she went to a large university where she was able to lose herself in the large number of students. Anna, though not shy, was reclusive during these years. Those people who knew her described her as friendly. Her closest friend was her roommate of all four years, Georgia, who she did everything with. After their freshman year living in the college dorm they had found a small apartment near the campus. Georgia always had some guy doing her bidding and though she offered on numerous occasions to set her up Anna had always politely declined claiming an upcoming exam needed her attention, which was frequently true, or that she had a track practice to go to, also usually true. College did afford her the opportunity to try out for the swim team however she quickly found that her upper body strength, though excellent, was not nearly enough to propel her through the water in a competitive time. Her coach had pushed her to try out for the dive team but she, disappointed in herself, declined.

Anna directed her social frustrations at her studies and for wont of a single test she had scored "only" a B+ on having been extremely hung over she would have graduated with a 4.0 average.

But now as her mind came back from that day not so many years ago she thought she heard someone speaking to her. She had been sitting at the bar of a club that mainly attracted young people. She was usually able to ignore or put people off enough that they left her alone and this was much to her liking. But then she heard the voice again, "May I buy you a drink."

As though rising from a stupor she switched her focus from the almost empty wine glass in front of her to the man who had spoken to her on her right. She looked at him with an annoyed look that usual chased away anyone who intruded into her privacy. She guessed the man to be about ten years older than she, well dressed and relatively attractive looking. She thought that to be a bit of an improvement over paunchy guys who had clearly removed their wedding rings to hit on unsuspecting women though Anna considered herself wise in such ways.

When the look she gave him did not deter him she hoped her silence would. "You are such a pretty lady I felt I needed to tell you and buy you a drink before I have to run out into the night."

He seemed nice enough and she saw no telltale of the missing wedding band and he was leaving soon anyway so she decided to relent. "Thank you," Anna said softly.

The bartender happened to be right there when she had said this and the man asked him to "give the lady another glass of what she's drinking."

It was a very busy evening and she could see in the bar tender's face that he had no idea of when she'd had so she quickly said, "Chablis."

The man introduced himself as Richard. At first Anna felt disappointed in herself because he showed no signs of leaving and now she had broken her rule of not talking to men she didn't know. Still, he had a certain way about him, a quiet self-assuredness as well as being somewhat assertive. The small talk revealed he to be Ivy educated, a lawyer and never married. He was 35 and exactly ten years her elder as she had suspected. His politeness helped Anna release her old prejudices regarding men and enjoy her conversation with this man.

After they had talked for nearly an hour he asked if she "wanted to get out of here." She did and they quickly departed. He led her out of the bar and to his new BMW 740 that was parked on the street not for from the bar.

When they were in the car Anna closed her eyes as she felt a bit tired but also because she had become aware that she was a little more intoxicated than she had thought. She thought she was being foolish in allowing this man she didn't know take her in his car but then she thought how polite he'd been and how comfortable she'd felt with him. As certain as she was she'd only closed her eyes for a few seconds as she opened her eyes she saw him pull up and stop in front of a house in a neighborhood she was unfamiliar with. The house was large and Victorian and the neighborhood extremely prosperous looking.

Still she asked, "Where are we?"

"This is my house," he replied softly.

"And I suppose you expect me to go in and look at your etchings," she said sarcastically.

"Not mine but you did express an interest in seeing my Cézanne."

Anna had no memory of saying such a thing but she did love the impressionists so she thought she must have said it. "But I thought we agreed to do this some other time," she lied.

"No," he replied drawing out the no, "but since we're here we may as well and it'll only take a minute. It's in the library."

Anna was briefly impressed with the fact he had a library in his house and somewhere in that thought she found herself getting out of the car and accompanying him inside. After he unlocked the front door Richard to her gently but firmly by the small of her back and directed her into an adjoining room. The room was indeed a library and there were several paintings adorning the wall. He excused himself while Anna gazed upon the books and paintings. She found the Cézanne and was staring at it when he re-entered the room. As he stood beside her he handed her a glass of wine.

"Oh I can't," Anna replied very apologetically, "I've had too much already."

"But I insist," Richard replied firmly, "this is one of my best wines and you must taste it." There was a look in his eyes that somehow didn't allow her the luxury of declining again and she took the wine and sipped it.

"It's wonderful," she said be honestly taken in by is luxurious taste.

They talked briefly about the Cezanne and the other paintings and then about his large collection of books. He then invited her to sit in his living room to finish her drink. Anna graciously declined but again he gave her a look that didn't allow her to decline a second time. But as soon as she was seated in the living room Richard refilled her glass and when she protested he responded that once opened such wine must be finished. She felt there was probably some truth to this and where she did love its taste she didn't resist further.

Anna didn't remember falling asleep or passing out, whichever it had been. But as she slowly returned to consciousness she had the feeling of being disoriented. The room was unfamiliar and she couldn't remember where she was. She closed her eyes briefly and told herself that this had happened before and she need only shake the cobwebs from her mind and she'd find herself in her bed. But as she opened her eyes again the room about her was still unfamiliar. As she went to roll over on her side she was suddenly aware that she could not move. She twisted her head first left to see her wrist bound to the headboard and then to her right and saw the same thing. It was then she also noted her legs spread and equally as immobile as her arms.

Fear seized her as she struggled against her restrains. Then she heard a slightly familiar voice say, "Good morning. You fell asleep and I took the liberty of making you comfortable."

The voice came from the foot of the bed and as Anna lifted her head at first she didn't recognize the man talking to her and then a name came to her, Richard. Suddenly the memories of the previous evening came flooding into her head and with it the pain of the hangover she was now feeling.

"What do you think you're doing!" She yelled with all the outrage she felt. "Get me out of these things now!"

Anna's confidence in her anger quickly evaporated as Richard in an unnervingly calm voice replied, "I think not."

"What do you think you're doing?" She yelled at him when her mind could not grasp anything else to say.

"Only what you desire," he replied softly and firmly, "only what you desire."

"What I desire is for you to untie me and let me go!" Again she tugged at her restraints.

Richard moved from the foot of the bed and sat down next to her on her left. "You are every bit as beautiful as Georgia said you'd be and more," he said as he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.

Anna's mind reeled as she heard these words. "What?"

"You friend from college, Georgia," he said slowly. "She told me how you resisted all her efforts to set you up with a man. She told me she thought I'd be perfect for you. You told her you'd be at that bar last night so I decided to see what her taste in women was like. I must say I'm impressed."

"I'm gay!" Anna yelled in response. It was a gut response meant to offend and put off but instead made Anna suddenly realize she had never thoughtfully considered her sexual preference. Still, she knew in her heart she would want the company of men, just not this particular one. But then her mind went back to Georgia and trying to imagine

Richard said nothing. Instead he pulled the sheet that had been covering Anna down to her waist and gazed upon her and then pulled it down to her thighs. It was only at that moment she realized she was naked. Save her physician no man had ever seen her naked so her response was to cover herself and yet it was impossible. Richard took his eyes from hers and lightly touched her breast with his hand. This exacted a response so visceral in Anna that it made her literally spit into Richard's face. He responded equally as quickly but slapping Anna's face. That slap stung sharply but Anna was surprised that the slap had not impacted her so violently as it had stung.

"Feisty," he said with a grin, "I like that. But you're not gay."

"How do you know?" Anna challenged.

"I know," he replied without expanding. Anna's mind raced. She desperately tried to think of a way out of her predicament.

"This is rape!" She charged her voice growling with anger.

"I haven't touched you," he replied in a confident voice. "I admit I undressed you and placed you here but nothing more. You might have a case for sexual assault though." He smiled and then asked, "What would you like for breakfast?"

Anna's gut yelled to her to say she wanted nothing from him but then her mind suggested that when he brought her breakfast he'd release he so she could eat it then she could figure a way to escape. Certainly, she thought, she was more than athletic enough to flee from him naked if she must.

"A bagel," she said finally," toasted, light cream cheese and tea if you have that." She wanted to insult him by making a request she felt certain he could not fully entertain. But even if he could, and maybe especially so, it would give her some time to consider her plight.

"Is Earl Grey tea all right?" He asked.

It was her favorite and he had neither flinched nor paused in his response. Acting a little put off she said, "I guess it'll be all right."

He got up to leave the room and Anna said, "Please cover me up, it's chilly in here." She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking that possibly she was extremely embarrassed being naked in front of him.

Richard looked back at her momentarily and said, "I don't think so."

Anna was stunned by his unaffected response. Before she could utter a sound he had disappeared from the room leaving her with her thoughts. Her mind raced from thinking of how to cajole him in to releasing her to being livid at Georgia to realizing the hopelessness of her situation. It was that last thought that caused her to break down and cry. She whimpered more than anything but the tears still rolled down her cheeks freely. Then in a moment of defiance she thought how she didn't want him to see this weak side of her and she stiffened up and stopped her weeping. Her face was still wet with tears when he returned with a tray that had her breakfast on it.

Richard placed the tray on the bed and did the one thing Anna hadn't thought of. He fed her breakfast to her. She resisted at first and then insisted it would be too difficult to do but in the end she relented and he showed great agility in helping her sip her tea and eat her bagel. He said very little to her while he fed her, little more than "do this" and "move this way." His voice, while quiet, was commanding and she found it difficult to resist. She used the quiet time to consider more how to escape. When she finished her breakfast he took the tray and left the room. Anna felt certain he'd leave her alone at least for a little while but she was wrong. Not more than a couple of minutes passed when he came back into the room carrying a pan and towels over his arm.

"We need to get you cleaned up a little now," he said with a slight smile on his face. There was nothing cruel in his words, just a statement of fact.

"No," Anna barely breathed.

"What was that?"

"I don't want you to. I don't want you touching me," Anna replied as the anger surged in her again.

Richard smiled and said, "Anna, consider you situation. You are hardly in a position to even resist much less stop me. Besides which, good hygiene is essential."

He left the roomed and when he reappeared he was carrying basin of water, towels, a face cloth and other bath items. He started with her legs and worked up her body tending to each portion meticulously. Anna was surprised by his gentleness, how he didn't rub too hard and how he seemed to wash her in an almost detached way. He was particularly careful when he got to her face. He first dumped the already used water and brought in fresh water to clean her face and then carefully washed her telling her to close her eyes at the appropriate times.

"I know how you women tend to be particular about the cleanliness of your hair but we're going to have to do it another time." At grin then came across his face and he said as he looked at her pussy and reached out to it with his hand, "but we are going to have to do something about this."

Momentarily Anna wasn't sure what he meant and then she realized he intended to shave her pussy. "Have you ever shaved yourself here?" He asked.

"Yes," Anna replied lying. But as he looked her directly in her eyes she continued, "well, I trim there of course." She couldn't believe she was having this conversation we someone who she still considered a stranger.

Richard took the facecloth and without ringing it out much placed it on her pussy. He then took the can of shaving cream he'd brought, squirted a fair amount into his hand and then rubbed it into her pussy. Anna felt resigned to what was about to happen but when she saw him take the disposable razor she said, "No! You'll hurt me!"

He smiled and said, "I promise to be most careful. I've done this many times before actually so you have nothing to worry about." As he had done when cleaning her body Richard gently and carefully removed then hair from her pussy. When she thought he was done he tossed aside the razor and took another. As he again worked on removing what stubble there was around her pussy he also rubbed his had over it, back and forth, trying to find even the smallest bit of stubble. Anna, to both her shock and shame, became fairly aroused with his ministrations though she promised herself to be strong and not show it.

"You know," Richard said as an after thought, "I should do your legs too."

Anna moaned a painful, "No" but Richard ignored it and after retrieving two more razors attended to her legs and her armpits. When he finished he took the bath items from the room and returned wearing only a bath robe. Anna thought to herself that now she'd have to endure his rape, his violation of her body but to her surprise he pulled a chair up next to the bed.

"Someone's here to see you," Richard said with a grin.



Anna Ch. 01



My new story is a different genre from the last one, but I hope that those of you who read my submissions before enjoy it. It's a story of many parts, but I promise to post more promptly than before:)

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Anna sank into the plush seat across from Madame Ko, sitting gingerly upright, worried that she might do something wrong. She wasn't comfortable in the presence of the Madame. Cristabel had assured her that this was a good idea-in fact, it was the only idea, and the only real option-but she hadn't mentioned just how imposing the proprietress of the business was. Madame Ko was a tall woman, with golden skin and shining black hair drawn up into an elaborate series of braids. She wore a skintight high-collared silk dress, ice blue, with gold lame trimming the edges of the collar and the short sleeves. Her makeup was dark, dramatic and flawless. She didn't smile as Anna seated herself. Anna controlled an impulse to squirm and waited for the Madame to speak, blushing slightly under the scrutiny of those piercing eyes.

"Cristabel says she found you wandering the Promenade, begging." Madame Ko's voice was smooth and cool, with a slightly oriental accent. "How long have you been on Ceyla?" Ceyla was a space station in the center of the civilized universe, an elegant and extremely wealthy habitat bubble on top of a large asteroid that had been grabbed out of its belt and put in an orbit around the nearby sun. Ceyla was small, wealthy and therefore highly selective. Ceyla City, the only habitable space there, was occupied by some of the richest men and women in the universe, and it was a haven for guilty pleasures of all types. 

"A little over a week," Anna replied.

"How did you come to be here?"

"My home colony, Koreo 12, was attacked a month ago." Anna tried to say it quickly, to get it all out before she choked with sorrow. "My family was killed and I was taken prisoner. I was going to be sold into slavery. The ship I was on had some mechanical problem, what I never discovered, and they had to land here for repairs." She shuddered with the memory of the captain of the pirate vessel screaming in rage at the fees required to even dock on the asteroid. "The security got lax when the men began drinking. I managed to slip out of my bonds and escape. They looked for me for a little while, but they couldn't ask the lawmen here for help, because they didn't have any proper papers for me and they didn't want their operation to be found out. They left five days ago." She rubbed her damp palms on her thighs. "I tried talking to the lawmen, but they told me no person can stay on Ceyla without employment or a great deal of money. They picked me up twice for begging, and they told me the next time I would go out the airlock." Tears filled Anna's eyes. "But I had no other option! It was beg or starve. No one would hire me, and I had nothing to sell to get me home. Not that I have any place to go to now."

Madame Ko appeared unmoved by her tears. "The lawmen were quite right. Ceyla is one of the most sought-after pleasure centers in this part of the galaxy, and there are more applicants for all of the positions here than we could possibly accept. Cristabel found you yesterday, correct?"

"Yes."

"And she said she could get you a position."

"Yes...as long as I was a virgin." Anna looked down. "I am."

"And you're of legal age?"

"Yes. I turned twenty a standard month ago. But I've never...I mean, I haven't got any experience with men! My colony was very small, it was only my family and three others-"

"Lack of experience is not an issue." Madame Ko waved one manicured hand as if brushing aside the complaint. "In fact, the less experience, the better. A girl who is a 

virgin can get an amazing price her first time out, and if she performs well, men and women will line up to experience her. All of my girls and boys are past their first time, and I asked them to start looking for virgins several weeks ago." She examined Anna's face. "You're pretty enough, with those big brown eyes of yours. I'm sure you clean up fairly well."

"But I'm not sure if this is something I want!" Anna protested. "Isn't there some other way-"

"There's the airlock." Madame Ko shrugged. "They were exaggerating, of course, but you could be sent to a prison planet if they catch you in a third offense. If you decide to work for me, I can offer you three things. First, there is money. My girls and boys, my Stars, are the only human pleasure companions on Ceyla. All the business comes to us, and the waiting list is ten men long for the least popular of my people. They pay top credit to be obeyed, to be pampered, to be treated like royalty and entertained however they please. You receive fifty percent of the fee, most of which is put directly into a safe account. The rest of it goes to keeping the establishment, although I do provide you with an allowance for clothes and such other things you might need." She tapped one long nail on the glass table between them and glanced down for a moment.

"Second, there is the training. I wouldn't start you off completely green. You'll be taught to dance, to sing, perhaps to play an instrument. You'll learn how to pleasure a man or a woman in a way that drives them mad. If you have any special skills, they can be incorporated into your particular package, your persona. That is listed for potential customers to peruse, to help them decide what they want. Even if you decide to leave my employ eventually, you'll have skills to take with you." She smiled thinly. "In this universe of circuitry and machines, never underestimate the value of a pleasing, non-android companion. 

"Third, there is safety. I do not tolerate the abuse of my Stars. If a client wants to play with bondage and dominance and so forth, that's fine for the right person, but if things ever go beyond the comfort of my Star, the client can anticipate immediate retribution."

"What sort of retribution?" Anna asked, interested despite herself. 

"Whatever sort I deem necessary. Generally monetary, and it all goes to the Star, but on occasion there have been...special cases. Those I take care of myself. Are you still interested?" 

"I...yes, I am," Anna replied.

"Good. Then let me tell you the rules." Madame Ko folded her hands in a businesslike manner. "If you work for me, then you work only for me, and you work. I arrange your rendezvous, and whatever your personal feelings, you do your best with every customer you get. No private contracts, no preferential treatment unless they pay for it. If you decide you want to get married at some point, I won't stop you, but realize that it will mean either leaving my employ or keeping your partner happy while you're working with others. I do not tolerate infighting, so whether or not your favorite client is going with another girl or boy some particular evening, I don't want to hear one iota, one atom of discontent. That's grounds for immediate dismissal. As for recreational sex, you can have it with other Stars after we auction away your virginity, but only so long as it doesn't conflict with your duties. I do not tolerate drug use. Period." The chill factor of her voice increased. "If a client wants to smoke angel dust with you some starry romantic evening, too damn bad. I need your brain at least as intact as your body. If a client forces drugs on you, that client will feel the repercussions, I guarantee it. Finally, and most importantly, if you have a problem, come to me. I don't care what it is, but before bringing it to anyone else, you bring it to me. I'll make sure you're healthy, well-fed, that you have leisure time and all the luxuries that help you maintain yourself. If something is bothering you, tell me. If you have a problem with a client that seems insurmountable, tell me. We are known for our discretion, and if you hear something that may be compromising to your client, or potentially illegal, or concerns you in any other way, you tell me before you tell anyone else, and I will decide what to do. Do you understand and agree to these terms?"

Anna only thought for a moment. It did seem like a good deal, and despite the knowledge that she would be selling her body, it was far better than starving or being deported to a prison planet. Maybe she wouldn't have to stay long. She could get the money together to leave Ceyla, find out if any of the other colonists were still alive, maybe find a way to move on and begin her own life... "I accept the terms."

"Good." Madame Ko tapped the top of her desk again. A document appeared embedded in the surface of the glass. Madame Ko swiveled it around so that it faced Anna. "Sign at the bottom." She caught Anna's confused glance. "Just make the marks with your index finger." She signed her name, Anna Elsiane Ferragen. 

"Good." Madame Ko tapped the glass once more and the document disappeared. "That's the last time you'll use your real name while in my employ. All of my Stars get different, more exotic names. For you..." She stared at Anna for a moment. "You have a very innocent, fresh look, or at least you will once you've had a bath. I don't normally use middle names for Stars, but yours, Elsiane, it has a young sound, and clients could shorten it in lots of little ways. They do like to play. You will be Elsiane from now on. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes."

"Good. Cristabel is waiting outside the office for you. She'll take you to your new chambers and make sure you get a bath, and then she'll bring you to Harriman in the Wardrobe. He'll help you to begin designing your persona. We'll announce you in...a week, I think. My Stars are invited to every major social event, and one of the asteroid-mining magnates will be holding a ball then. It will be the perfect time to announce the auction." She handed a blue credit slip across the desk to Anna. "This is full. It will help you get what you need to make a good impression. Don't waste it, though. You won't get any more money until you've earned some yourself."

"Yes, Madame."

"You may leave."

Slightly dazed at the whirlwind interview she had just received, Anna stood up and walked over to the pearlescent doors. They slid silently apart and she exited, only to be grabbed by Cristabel.

"Well?" The girl demanded, smiling hugely. Cristabel was a petite woman with tight blond curls, a curvaceous figure and tiny waist and a vast, ever-present smile. She had bright blue eyes and light skin, and her nails were painted bright red. "Are you hired?"

"Yes." Anna relaxed a little as the doors slid shut behind her. "I didn't realize Madame Ko would be such an imposing woman."

"Oh, we never tell anyone about her before they meet her," Cristabel confided with a smile. "Otherwise they'd never have the nerve. What's your new name?"

"Um...Elsiane."

"Nice name." The girl nodded approvingly as she took Anna's arm and began to walk her down the corridor. There was carpet underfoot, topaz-gold and silky smooth. "You can call me Cris, by the way, everyone does. Can I call you Elsie?"

"If you really want to."

"Fab." They stopped outside a tall door. "This is the hall that leads to our rooms. Girls over here, boys across the way. It's a little old-fashioned, especially since some of us have gone the whole 'alien-lover' route and you can barely tell what they are anymore, but that's Madame for you." She opened the door and escorted Anna in. "You're room will be down at the end, right next to mine. It used to be Delphine's room, but she got married over a month ago and moved out. Shame, too, she was always up for a late-night tousle." They stopped in front of a pale pink door. "Got your credit slip?"

"Yes."

"It's more than just money inside the Stars complex, it's your identification. When you hold it and press it to your door, it'll open. Nobody else can get in that way. Only Madame can get into everyone's room. Go on, press it."

Anna withdrew the credit slip and pressed it to the door. It slid back, revealing a dark room that immediately brightened when she stepped inside. The room itself was huge, far bigger than what she had lived in on Koreo 12. There was a bed that would fit five of her shoulder-to-shoulder, and a dressing table with a mirror that showed your reflection when you were right in front of it, but displayed pictures of some sandy pink beach when you weren't. The sound of the waves was very realistic.

"That's a picture Delphine left up," Cris chatted. "She was from a water world, she said she had trouble sleeping if she didn't hear the waves. You can change it if you want, I can show you how. This panel over here-press it and the wardrobe springs out of the wall. You can change the color of the walls too if you want, Delphine loved pink but that doesn't do it for everyone. Colors are this panel over here." She pointed at one right beside the mirror. "Just trace the color wheel. Hue adjustments, brightness, you can make it anything you want."

"Wow." Anna sat down on the bed. Unsurprisingly, it was a water bed. She had never slept on anything other than a hard, slender pallet before, and was surprised at how unstable she felt.

"Oh yeah, you can change that too," Cris added, noticing her discomfort. "Delphine went all the way. She and her hubby are back on her water world now, and more power to them. The buttons on the side adjust firmness, the dials below are texture. I love these multi-form materials, don't you?" Cris grabbed Anna's arm and helped her to her feet. "But you haven't even seen the best part yet! You and I share a bathroom, it's through this door here." She opened the other door and pulled Anna into the room. Not quite as big as the bedroom, it was still very large, and dominated by a high-rimmed, circular tub at least six feet across. There were two sinks on the far wall, and two mirrors. One was covered with bottles, powders, curlers and some things Anna couldn't even identify. The other was bare and clean. And pink. Delphine's, obviously. 

Cris started the water flowing. It seemed to come out of the faucet as globules, bouncing off the base of the tub but stopping just below the rim. "I like low-gravity baths." Cris confided as she poured some sweet-smelling green salts out of a bottle and into the bathtub. "They're more fun." Reaching to the wall, she dimmed the lights a little and then started taking off her clothes. "C'mon, Elsie."

"Do we have to bathe together?" Anna asked hesitantly.

"Well, you need it, and I'm in the mood." Cris shrugged as she pulled her strapless shirt over her head. Her large, smooth breasts fell free of the fabric and bounced a little as she tossed the shirt aside. They were large for her size but very perky, and her nipples stood firmly at attention despite the heat of the room. Steam rose towards the ceiling and fogged the mirrors. Cris wiggled her hips out of the long, feathery yellow skirt she was wearing, then tossed it aside as well, leaving her in just a skimpy thong. Her tiny waist was accentuated by flaring round hips, which flowed down into slender legs and tiny feet. When she turned around, Anna noticed a number of small metal nubs sticking out of various places along her spine, right up to the base of her skull. Cris followed her stare.

"Those are my biomechanical enhancements," Cris giggled. "Everybody's got something these days, right? Touch them the right way and they tap directly into my neural network. Different nubs give me different sensations...clients have a real fun time finding out which does which. Aren't you going to undress?"

"Yes." Your life is the pleasure business for now, Anna. You'd better get used to being naked with other people. Hastily she pulled off the stained one-piece coverall that the slavers had made her wear. She had no underwear on, and got into the bath as quickly as she could. The water was warm but not hot, and she began to relax a little bit. It smelled wonderful. Anna closed her eyes and laid her head back along the rim. Little globs of water bounced off her flesh, some sticking to her skin, others moving on. She heard Cris turn the water off, and then enter the bath herself. Anna kept her eyes closed, just savoring the feel of clean water against her grimy skin, until two small hands pushed on the top of her head and forced it under the surface for a moment. Anna came up spluttering and mad. She cleared the hair out of her face and got ready to yell, but her voice caught in her throat. Cris was kneeling right in front of her, in all her naked glory. The thong was gone. She had golden hair covering her sex, and her breasts were right in front of Anna's face. Cris was pouring some liquid into her hair.

"Let's get some of those tangles out." The liquid was shampoo. Cris started massaging it into Anna's head. "I need a better angle," she complained, then hoisted herself onto Anna's lap. Anna kept her legs firmly clamped together, but the feel of Cris' smooth, soft posterior on her thighs was extremely distracting. And then there was her sex, so close to Anna's, and her breasts right in front of her face... She didn't know where to put her hands.

Cris seemed to be enjoying herself. She scratched her bright nails against Anna's scalp, working in the shampoo and conditioner and humming some simple tune. "You have great hair, Elsie. Harriman will love working with you, with this gorgeous auburn mess. My hair was so bad when I came that he said only the shortest of short cuts would do for it, and I haven't gone back since." She looked slyly at Anna. "You could put your arms around my waist, if it gets to you."

"Um..."

"It's okay then." Cris leaned in before Anna could react and kissed her full on the mouth. "Take your time." Her grin was wicked. "You can do my hair, you need to let the conditioner set for awhile." She climbed down and knelt in front of Anna, facing away and rubbing liquid soap up and down her sides. Anna fumbled for the shampoo, finally grasping it and pouring some onto her hands. She rubbed it in to Cris's curls, working fast and trying to ignore the ache between her legs. Cristobel sensed her discomfort and relented. They rinsed together, then got out of the tub. The globs of water that had clung to them in the low-g bath fell in a shower to the floor, and were instantly funneled away. A notch set in the side of the wall turned out to be a dryer. They stood in front of it for ten seconds apiece and the water was removed. Anna's hair was a little frizzy, but she patted it down.

"I need to get into my costume," Cris announced. "I'm practicing my new routine on the stage tonight, and you can't meet Harriman in those nasty coveralls. Come with me." She went through the door that led to her own room. Anna followed, and was momentarily blinded by the glare. The place was awash in sequins. They glittered from pieces of clothing strung over furniture, and Cris had somehow adjusted the walls to be reflective, enhancing the sparkle.

"I love sequins!" Cris enthused.

"I can tell," Anna replied. She felt very out of place in this room. Her parents had been miners, and she had grown up with a minimum of luxury. The sequins were too much. 

"You can borrow something of mine to wear to the Wardrobe," Cris said as she pulled on a thong and a tiny bra, followed by a pair of chaps slit up the sides of the leg. They all sparkled, of course, and in bright red. They were followed by a pair of red stiletto boots that came up to her calf.

"Do you have anything without sequins?" Anna asked without much hope. She was surprised when Cris bounded over to her closet and pulled out a long dress, more of a robe, which tied in front. It was light blue and sleeveless. 

"That'll be perfect for you, Elsie." She smiled. "It was a gift from a client but, hello, my legs are not that long. You're tall, though, and with that hair..." She smooched the air, then grabbed a broad-brimmed red hat and a rope. "Need some help?"




Anna Ch. 01



"No, I've got it," Anna said as she finished tying the light silk creation.

"I'd lend you some shoes, but I think my feet are a little too small." She opened her door. "Shall we?"

Anna followed her down the hall, marking the turns and feeling self-conscious as she trailed the bubbly blonde. Who was Harriman? What if he didn't like her? What if he couldn't do anything with her, or wanted her to do too much? She needed this job, she couldn't afford to ruin it. She straightened her spine and walked a little faster to keep up with Cris. How could the girl outrun her in stilettos?

They reached the Wardrobe, which, it turned out, was much more than just a costume closet. It was a huge room, with loads of props and lighting, a stage, and racks of clothes. There were several other people there already, one on stage twirling chains with firepots at their ends, another browsing through one of the racks of clothes. The one by the clothes rack was male. When Cris saw him, she let out a squeal and ran forward.

"Justin! I didn't know you were back!"

"I just got in," he replied easily, dropping the shirt he held and giving Cris a hug. 

"How was the trip?"

"Fantastic! We went by the Coral Nebula; I've never seen such incredible light. My lady is bargaining now for accompaniment on her next cruise." He grinned.

"She'll never find anyone better," Cris agreed with a wink. "I know that much. Justin, meet Elsie." She pulled Anna forward. "Elsie's our newest Star. Elsie, this is Justinian, but call him Justin. He's a contortionist, and he's one of the favorites on the base."

Justin and Anna shook hands. He was good-looking but not amazingly attractive, with light hair, brown skin and a body as slender and tight as a taut wire. "Elsie?" He inquired.

"Elsiane."

"I thought it might be longer." He smiled in a friendly way. "I guess you've got Delphine's room."

"Yes."

"Good luck putting up with this one. I'd be prepared for midnight surprises, if you know what I mean."

"Justin!" Cris punched his arm. "Don't tease. Elsie's still a virgin."

"Really?" He grinned. "You're in for a lot of fun, then. I'll see you ladies later, I have to go and talk to the Madame." He rolled his eyes and walked away.

"He's such a kidder," Cris joked, but her face was red. "Let's get Harriman."

"Where is he?" Anna looked around. "I thought he would be here meeting us."

"Oh, he's here. He never leaves. We just have to access him." Cris walked over to one of the information ports along the wall, displayed her card, then said, "Activate Harriman AI, please."

There was a brief shimmer in the center of the room, then a man appeared. He was silver from head to toe, shimmery, and when he walked over to her, his hips had a definite swish to them. "Cristi, darling! What's this you've brought, hmm? A new little pet for Harri to play with?"

"This is Harriman?" Anna asked, amazed. "He's a hologram."

"Not just a hologram, a state-of-the-art AI fashionista," Harriman corrected her primly. "And I can hear you, by the way. You can talk straight to me."

"Elsie needs a persona, Harri," Cris told him. "She's brand new, and she needs to have something going by the end of the week."

"In time for the ball, of course. Darling, you've come to the right person." He reached out and took her arm. There was a brief tingle as he passed right through her. "Come with me. And Cristi, you should be practicing, shouldn't you?"

"I'm going!" She insisted. She winked at Anna, then sauntered up to the stage. The woman with the fire stepped off when she approached.

"Now, darling, first things first." Anna could see his virtual lips pout as he tapped his chin. "I need to know your talents."

"Well, I don't really think I have any," Anna said apologetically.

"Nonsense! Everyone has talents, we just have to bring yours out. What did you do before?"

"I was a miner."

"Fabulous! It's a miner's ball, you know. Your expertise should go over very well in conversation. But we need to have an eye catcher for you, something to let you shine. What's your experience with low-g?"

"Extensive," Anna admitted. "We practically lived there all the time when we worked asteroids, except to eat and sleep."

"Good, good. Any acrobatic skills?"

"No, not really." 

"What about weaponry? Knives, guns, that sort of thing? It really gets some of our clients going!"

"No, no weapons, really. Just laser cutters."

"Are you accurate with them?"

"Of course." You had to be in space. One wrong move could send your entire mining crew jettisoning. 

"Interesting," he murmured. "We could stage a contest, perhaps...and you're obviously in excellent physical condition. Know any sports?"

"Just climbing. I know a few rope tricks, too," she admitted. "Sometimes we mined on planets." Like Koreo 12. "We couldn't afford lifters, so we had to climb to get to the minerals we wanted. Or dig. Both required rope work."

"Excellent! Can you fly a ship?"

"Just a small one, and I have difficulty with landings."

"What kind of tricks?" This was a new voice. Anna turned to face the woman who had just come off stage. She was a tall brunette, her hair held back in a tight bun. Her face was gorgeous, with full lips and almond-shaped eyes, but her expression was too superior to be friendly. She was dressed in skin-tight strips of blue cloth that barely covered the important areas, which in her case were abundant. "What tricks?" She repeated. "Cat's cradle?"

"No," Anna replied quietly. "Climbing tricks."

"Show me one." Her tone was demanding. Anna wouldn't have done it just to oblige her, but she found herself wanting to show up this arrogant woman. 

"Cris!" She called to the stage, where the girl was swinging a loop of rope around her body. "I need to borrow your rope."

"Sure, Elsie." Cris tossed it to her. Anna looked around until she found what she wanted, a large hook hanging low from the ceiling, probably meant to hold scenery. Aiming carefully, she let the coiled rope fly, sending it around the hook and tightening the loop. After checking to make sure it was secure, she climbed up it rapidly, trying not to think about the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Once she reached the top, she anchored herself with one arm, using the other to pull the rope around her waist in loops. Once she adjusted it all to her satisfaction, she took a deep breath, then let go with her anchor hand. The rope caught her and spun her down towards the ground, rotating her in rapid circles. It had been awhile since she'd done the trick, and her dizziness almost got the better of her at the end, but she managed to time it so that she touched down with her feet just as the last loop came undone. A bit out of breath, she turned to face the other woman. 

"Those kinds of tricks," she said coolly. Giving the rope a twist and a hard shake, it came loose from the hook. She threw it back to Cris, who was gaping.

"That was amazing, Elsie!" She exclaimed.

The woman didn't say anything, just turned and walked away. Harriman was overjoyed, though. "It'll be perfect! We'll dress you professionally, but sexy. Nothing too fancy, but enough to make them want more. Light velvet and silk, and we can give you your own corner at the ball, someplace to show what you can do. A shooting contest-this will be perfect, so different!" He clapped his intangible hands together. "Darling, I will make you a true Star!"

"But no sequins, please," she interjected.

"No, sequins would give you the wrong feel entirely." Harriman grinned. "Let's get started!"

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The week passed too quickly for Anna. She worked out an act, a costume, and got used to hearing Elsiane. She learned how to act in refined society, or at least how to keep from making too many mistakes, and most of all, she learned to be comfortable with people touching her body. No one penetrated her, but she spent every evening with a different Star, male and female, getting used to their hands on her bare skin. They were fairly gentle with her, none of them pushing her past the threshold, and by the end of the week she was frustrated with desire. Madame Ko had wanted it that way.

"You need to be primed," she said coolly. "Who knows who will make a bid for you? It may be someone you find attractive, it may not. I want you to be able to orgasm no matter who you're with, and self-denial will put you in that place." It made sense, and Anna did want to do well on her first real night, but by the night before the ball, the combination of nervousness and frustration had her so on edge she couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in her bed, which she had firmed up, finally shutting her eyes at midnight, such as it was on an asteroid, but still tossing. 

She made so much noise that she didn't hear her door slide open. She yelped when she felt hands on her hips.

"Shut up, Elsie! Don't get me into trouble." It was Cris. She crawled onto the bed and snuggled up next to Anna. "Hi!"

"Hi. Cris, what are you doing here? Madame Ko said I wasn't supposed to be with anyone tonight."

"I know what she said." Cris snuggled closer and kissed Anna's shoulder. Anna felt a shudder pass through her body. "But I remember my first time too. If you don't get some sort of relief you won't be able to sleep, and then you'll be too tired to do well tomorrow. I ended up taking care of myself, but I thought this would be more fun for you." She grinned. "Don't worry, I'll do all the work. Just lie back and relax, and try not to make much noise." In one swift movement she had straddled Anna's thighs and was leaning forward. She was wearing a thong but nothing else. She pressed her lips to Anna's briefly, then parted her thin nightgown and lowered her mouth to Anna's left breast. The feeling of her tongue against her nipple was incredible, and Anna moaned. Cris put a hand over her mouth. "Quiet, remember!" She removed her hand and continued to suck on Anna's nipple. 

Her body was burning with heat. Anna writhed beneath Cris's body, her groin aching in a now-familiar way. She wanted fulfillment, and if Cris wanted to give it to her, then she was more than ready to take it. She spread her legs, and the small woman slipped her body down between them, until her lips were poised above Anna's pussy. "Cristobel..." Anna whispered. "Please."

"Relax, baby." She could feel Cris's smile. Cool air was blown onto her pussy, making her shiver. Then she felt a finger there, not entering her, just stroking the outside. Cris pressed her thumb against Anna's clit, and Anna shuddered again. "Cris, please!"

There wasn't much point in tormenting her, Cris decided. Leaning in, she placed her lips on Anna's pussy, rubbing her hard little tongue against her clit as she grabbed Anna's ass and pulled her against her mouth.

The sensation was amazing. The feeling of Cris's mouth on her sex, licking her pussy and her clit, overwhelmed her in a matter of moments. Soon she was arching off the bed, grabbing Cris by the hair and pulling her closer into her, forcing her to drink deep in her pussy as the orgasm overwhelmed her. Cris didn't miss a beat, just kept the pressure on until Anna's orgasm subsided and she relaxed to the bed again with a deep sigh.

"That was incredible," Anna murmured.

Cris looked up from her pussy and giggled. "Think how much fun we can have after you lose your virginity!" She hopped up the bed and kissed Anna on the mouth again, filling her senses with the smell of herself and the taste of her pussy. "Now sleep well, darlin'. Tomorrow's a big day!" She bounced off the bed and was back through the door in moments. Anna felt slightly guilty for not getting her off, but the thought faded as the tension relaxed, and she fell quickly into a deep sleep.



Anna Ch. 01



Anna was the girl I always wanted to date when I was eighteen. 

She was like a favourite cult movie, campy plays and critically acclaimed books. She was smart, perceptive, witty and sarcastic. And she hated being one of the most popular girls in school. But being one of the few elite art students and a school runner, she found it hard to fly under the radar. 

Like most pretty young girls, Anna never lacked admirers. During Valentine's Day, an overzealous admirer sent a student councillor playing cupid to deliver a large bouquet of red red tulips to Anna during my lecture. It was legendary. Teachers balked and schoolgirls sighed. The willful admirer only had to content himself with being "a good friend". 

Like any eighteen-year old student, she was a typical one – nonchalant at best when it came to school rules, lazy when it came to assignments but she turned in excellent work when she did. Her skirts were a little too short for my liking – I saw too much of her gorgeously tanned legs and sometimes I felt she knew. 

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I preferred to do my marking late in the evening where it was quiet and empty, save for a few students. One evening, I decided to grab a quick bite from one of the vending machines across the Student Lounge before settling down to grading badly written scripts. 

As I walked past the Student Lounge, I thought I saw something move in there. 

There were three of them: two boys and a girl. Nude and frolicking in the student lounge.

Their bodies were dappled by the light from lamp outside the room. I saw a young female breast, exposed and a mouth hungrily suckling it. Pairs of hands were everywhere – touching, feeling, caressing, fondling. Smooth skin. Carnal kisses. Their bodies undulated in a soundless dance, punctuated only but soft moans and heavy breathing. 

I stole into the room, ready to pounce upon them like a disciplinarian. But I heard the girl murmuring her pleasure in the dirtiest phrases in the most familiar voice. 

It was Anna. 

Damp streaks of hair was plastered across her face that was furrowed in pleasure. She was moved into position on her knees. One entered her firmly from behind to a cacophony of moans while the other lifted her pretty face and guided himself into her mouth. In and out, in and out. Her breasts swung softly until a hand cupped and fondled them. After a while the one behind her groaned loudly as he thrust frantically, signaling his climax. 

Anna was then pushed onto her back and mounted. She let out a cry and her other lover let out a triumphant grunt as he finished, releasing himself into her with a flourish. She laid there, with her arms stretched out by her sides, her legs spread apart and semen flecking her thighs. 

I sat there in the dark, nursing an almost painful hard-on as I watched the three students quietly pull on their clothes. 

I called her into my office the next afternoon.

"I saw you, Anna," I said. 

She gave me a puzzled look. "Saw me?"

"I saw you," I repeated in italics. 

She blinked. "Oh." Realisation dawned on her instantly. She gave a small mysterious smile. 

"Did you like it?" 

Excuse me?

"Did you like...watching me?" she said again but softly, slowly making her way around my desk. 

I was dumbfounded because it was the truth. My pants suddenly grew uncomfortable. 

Suddenly she was on her knees and unzipping my pants, her elfin face turned up towards me, watching. When I said nothing, she carefully slid my pants over my hips, her hands grazing my growing erection. It swelled and it swelled, filling the space between us. Anna's eyes widened and glanced at me. 

She then held me in her small hands and her face leaned in close to my crotch as she took me into her mouth as deep as she could. I tried to desperately think of the assignments I was supposed to grade, of the latest assignment I gave to my students, of my job, of anything that would stop the wonderful sensations she was inflicting on me with her sweet little mouth. She stroked and cajoled as I hazily wondered where she learnt it all. I sank my fingers into her hair as she bobbed against my crotch. 

She finally stopped and then sat back on her haunches, panting slightly. She cheeks were flushed and her eyes languid. Impatient now, I hauled her to her feet and pushed her toward my desk. And underneath her skirt and panties, I slowly squeezed myself inside her. She moaned, clenching her fingers into the pile of papers on my desk. I was so large and she was so tight. I began to move in a steady rhythm, trying to quell the compulsion to take her hard and fast like an animal. 

I shifted her into another position; I wanted to see her face scrunched up in pleasure as I took her. She sat on my desk, legs spread wide. The stain on her panties had enlargened. And as I entered her again, she gave me a look of fleeting hatred before she threw her head back in pain/pleasure. She bit down her lower lip, stifling her cries. My thrusts grew urgent; her moans grew louder. She dug her nails into my shoulders and a cry tore from her as she found her climax. Unable to hold back, I came, spilling hot semen into her young tight cunt. 

And for those few seconds, I was in love as I pounded mindlessly into her until I was empty. 

Anna collapsed onto my desk like a rag doll. I reluctantly loped off her. She lay there for several moments, her skirt bunched up around her waist, the crotch of her pale pink panties was drenched and her thighs streaked with mingled juices. Eventually she peeled herself off and gingerly came to her feet. 

We looked at each other. 

What was the right thing to say?

Without a word, she straightened herself up and walked out as coolly as she came in. 

The room had the smell of steaming, illicit sex. 

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Anna has me by the balls. 

She is kneeling between my legs, stroking the entire length of my monstrous erection with her small hands, playing with my scrotum like a couple of dice. She is licking and sucking like a seasoned pornstar, torturing me more with each moan that tears involuntarily from my chest.

Meanwhile, I am trying to mark a stack of essays on the theme of revenge in Hamlet. But I am merely twirling my pen and clenching and unclenching my fist, barely able to get past the first sentence of the script before me. I can only think of putting my hard cock into my precocious student. 

"Anna..."I say tightly. "Please..."

She stops and comes to her feet. Without warning, she straddles my lap, grabs my cock and sets herself down on it. We moan harmoniously as if finally finding relief from unbearable pain. More of my erection disappears into her tight, young pussy. As she begins to slide herself up and down, I grip her hips and grind upwards. Soon we are moving in a rhythm, punctuated by our moans and sighs of pleasure. 

Anna leans over and kisses me carnally, twirling her tongue with mine. Her blouse magically unbuttons, exposing her full breasts – she isn't wearing a bra beneath her school uniform. Her forehead is covered with a thin film of perspiration. Hungrily, I take a puckered nipple into my mouth to suckle. She sighs my name in a sing song. 

Suddenly the race to climax is urgent. I am thrusting upwards faster and harder now. She frowns with her eyes closed, her moans escalating. Then she comes, gasping, as she spasms around my cock. Impassioned, I pick her up, slam her on top of the unmarked assignments and resume my thrusts. In and out, in and out I pump. Louder and louder she cries, but they only spur me on. 

With final thrusts, I come exploding. She lies there, overwhelmed by the orgasm throbbing through her still, not realising the surge of semen filling her. I collapse on top of her, panting. Our groins are slick with sweat and juices. 

This should not have happened again.



Anna Ch. 01



I've been a fan of this site for years now, but haven't had a chance to contribute much as I have a busy life with a wife and 2 kids. Anyway, here's a little something I wrote a while back. There's not much (if any) Pedal Pumping stories on this site, so I hope this starts a "flood" of them. It is the first of a LONG series about a girl named "Anna." If it's not your "thing" and you don't get it, don't feel bad. It's just not your thing. But as this is my "Test Balloon" be easy on me as this is my first contribution and my ego is fragile. (Warning: Some Sexual Content. All characters are over 18 and completely fictional!).



Chapter 1 "The Bronco had sometimes left her stranded, but it had NEVER let her down.



Anna looked at herself in the full-length bathroom mirror. She was excited about going to the Tim McGraw concert at the outdoor pavilion with her best friend Jill. She checked what little makeup she put on for the last time, smiled and made sure her lipstick didn't make her slightly oversized lips attract too much attention. She had always been a little self-conscious about them for some reason, even at 30 years old, but she couldn't really explain it. 

Anna then looked down at her outfit. Her casual pink scoop-neck shirt left just enough to the imagination to cover her firm D-cups under her neck. Yet the bottom of the shirt lay loose and barely covered her bellybutton. Her white jeans-shorts came down just enough over her butt to compliment her firmness, but not look trashy. She turned around and smiled. She loved the way her butt looked in those shorts. Most guys never noticed it because they would always focus on her chest, but she always felt this was her best feature. 

Anna's focus continued down her tanned firm legs to her little feet. Her pink toenails didn't quite match her shirt, but close enough for her to not care. As most girls do, she changed from dressy sandals, to dressy flip-flops, before settling with her old faithful brown rainbow flip-flops. Anna was always a tomboy at heart and she hated to "dress-to-impress." She was a country-girl, low maintenance was her style and hated most of the attention she got from a lot of guys who wanted just to sleep with her without even knowing anything about her. So she liked dressing "comfortable" most of the time as not to draw too much attention to her natural beauty. 

Time was getting short. She looked at the hat-rack on the door of her closet. On it was a cowboy hat and a couple of baseball caps. In years past, she would have chosen the cowboy hat to go to a country concert, but tonight she was just feeling like being herself. She threw on a blue Atlanta Braves cap and tucked her shoulder-length auburn hair into the back hole like a ponytail. One final look, and she was satisfied with her appearance. Besides, this was not going to be a night to get hit on. This was Anna's last night with her best friend before Jill ran off and got married. "All about the girls tonight!" she thought to herself.

Once Anna was satisfied with her clothing, she looked over at her dresser. One more decision she had to make. Two sets of keys lay on top, both Fords. One was her bright red convertible 2005 Mustang Cobra. The other was her white 1987 full size 4WD Bronco. She called it her "O.J. Car" jokingly. It looked a lot like it too, except this one had the top cut off so it was more of a convertible, which is one reason why she loved it so much. The other, well that was a little more personal.

After a little consideration, she picked up her purse and grabbed the keys to the Bronco and headed out the front door. She walked across the yard of her small house in the country to her detached garage her dad had built for her when she bought the house a few years ago. The garage was really not much more than a place to store the Bronco in order to keep the rain out of it since it didn't have a top. It was really more of a barn or sorts, but it did the job.

As she walked into the garage, she felt butterflies in her stomach. She thought back to all the fun times she and Jill had in the "OJ Car" and realized that Jill would soon be leaving her town to live in Germany with her soon to be military husband. She also had butterflies because it had been at least a week since she started the old truck and she wondered if it would even start without a lot of work on her part.

She climbed into the big truck, pulling herself up using the steering wheel. Anna was only 5'4", which used to make it tough for her to climb into, but she had done it enough over the years that nowadays, it was like watching the Bo and Luke jump into the General Lee! She dropped her purse to the right side and quickly put the key in the ignition on her left. After a couple of quick glances in the rearview mirror, she turned the key. To her surprise, the engine cranked without any trouble, but it would not catch on her first attempt. "At least the battery sounds strong," she thought as she let off the ignition. Anna had owned this truck since her daddy gave it do her back in college, so she was used to it putting up a bit of a fight. In fact, one time when it wouldn't start in college, it made her miss a final exam. After that, she had the top cut off of it. This would cause some unique problems for her as time went on, but it also made for some interesting instances. More on this later in her story...

Anna shook off her flip-flop from her foot and then placed her little foot on the oversized gas pedal. Anna always loved driving barefoot in the Bronco. Something about it gave her that "beach" feeling which made her happy and even turned her on for some reason. Even to this day, those butterflies in her stomach would return before trying to start her beloved Bronco. She never told anyone about the other reason she loved this truck so much, it was just too weird for her to explain to anyone. Plus, as beautiful as she was, and as low maintenance as she was, there was a reason she refused to let this old truck leave her possession. It made her comfortable like no one else could. It made her feel in control, but the same time, at the mercy of this machine ten times her size! It was sexy to others to see this petite girl drive such a big vehicle and it made her feel sexy too...

Anna's little foot began to pump the pedal a few times as she always did. Then she turned the key. The truck cranked at a good pace, but no sign of life yet. Anna pressed her little foot on the gas pedal and began to move it up and down a little. Her toned calf began to flex as the truck cranked away. After about 15 seconds, she stopped. Not at all worried, she immediately turned the key again, this time putting a little more leg into it. 

The truck began to show signs of life. The sound of the turning engine began to pitch higher a couple of times, which told her she was getting close to getting it started. Anna began to pump her sexy tanned leg a little harder and a little faster. The truck seemed to respond to her pumping, but it was still not ready to catch yet. 

Next Anna grabbed the steering wheel and pulled herself closer to get more leverage. As her breasts were almost touching the big steering wheel now, her little foot would have more power behind her strong legs. She turned the key again. This time the truck immediately began to show signs of life, cranking at a higher pitch then a little lower and then sputtering, then back to a normal crank again. Anna began to feel a tingle lower in her body and she let go of the ignition. 

Then Anna grabbed the steering wheel with her right hand again and pumped her muscular right leg up and down on the gas pedal. She turned the ignition again, this time putting her full body weight into the act and beginning to bob her leg up and down on the gas pedal. As she did this, her breasts rubbed up against the steering wheel and her little frame glided up and down in the seat. Her muscular leg was flexing and contracting as her little foot reached as far as she could to the floor of truck with each stroke.

Anna's confidence grew as the Bronco continued to crank at different intervals, some times faster and sometimes slower as she continued to pump the pedal. Soon she knew she had the upper hand and it would only be a few moments before the old Bronco roared to life, as long as she didn't flood it. She stopped her cranking for a moment to keep the truck from flooding. She felt excited, but knew she had to get the Bronco going if she was going to pick up Jill in time for the concert. 

There were times in the past when Anna would sometimes miss a date, or miss a party because she would get so tied up with her Bronco. Most of which were intentional on Anna's behalf. Nevertheless, this time she actually wanted her Bronco to start so she could spend the last night with her "single" friend Jill. 

Anna looked at herself in the rearview mirror with determination. Then she pulled the brim of her hat down a little, like a baseball player who was stepping to the plate for a big at-bat, and took hold of the key in the ignition. She placed her little foot solidly on the oversized pedal, pulled herself up towards the steering wheel, and turner to key.

As the Bronco cranked, Anna's leg began to pump and pedal more aggressively than before. She used the steering wheel to gain more leverage and work the pedal harder and faster. At the same time, her D-cup breasts began rubbing against the wheel making her nipples erect and point out from her shirt about an inch or so. Her vagina also began to moisten as the vibrations of the big truck and pumping of her leg created a stirring in her loins. 

The Bronco was beginning to give up as it sputtered and coughed. It started once but died. Not deterred, Anna immediately continued her assault on the pedal and soon she was in a rhythmic motion with the cranking of the Bronco. As the Bronco cranked, her body would follow. As her leg went from bobbing, to pumping, to almost pounding, her body did much the same. She was bouncing in her seat now, feeling the vibrations of the stubborn truck in her loins and also feeling the power she had over it. It was exhilarating! Soon she was almost humping the seat. Her leg was a blur as she pumped the big pedal. The truck was protesting, but was about to lose the battle. With that, the Bronco ROARED to life! Anna sat back in the seat, breathing hard from the "battle." Little drops of sweat were coming from under her ball cap. She was also wet in her thong, which is why she loved her Bronco so much. As she composed herself, she remembered similar feelings she'd had with Jill in the Bronco over the years. Then her heart saddened a bit as she knew this would be the last night alone with her best friend...



The End of Part One .  



Anna Ch. 01



Julie and I had worked together for a few years in a consultancy company; in fact, I was her boss. I was really impressed with her dedication to her work, her commitment to providing high quality work to her clients, and her willingness to learn. I thought she was a real star. She was relatively young for the company, and I felt that she needed to be nurtured and allowed to develop before giving her too much responsibility. 

Julie is short, skinny, with shoulder-length curly hair. I would be lying if I said I didn't find her attractive but I was pretty professional in my dealings with her, I think. Besides, I'm married to Anna, who more than keeps me satisfied, interested, intrigued. But that didn't stop me imagining being with Julie. I remember one day at work when she had come to me with a problem. It was summer, and she was wearing a short top that showed the top of her small breasts and she leaned into me in the open plan office trying to hear what I was saying. Was I speaking deliberately quietly? Was she deliberately flirting with me? I'll never know.

I left the company a couple of years after Julie started to set up my own business, and I continued to meet up with Julie to hear how things were going with the old company, and to encourage her to leave and set up on her own as well. Professionally, I was interested in the possibility of working with her with the clients I was supporting. Personally, it was always as pleasure to meet up, see her laugh and hear her bitching about work. I enjoyed her passion, her irreverence and her spirit.

What shifted our relationship, I think, was music. I play guitar; Julie plays violin. I invited her and her boyfriend to come over one Sunday evening for dinner with Anna and me, and to play some music. We played some classical music and also some folk music. For the first time, I felt a real connection. There's something incredible about making music that binds people, I think. And I felt a really strong connection. 

Anna had teased me about my relationship with Julie. We have a pretty open relationship and have seen other people since we've been together. But our love has deepened over time and, while we continue to see others, we are completely committed to each other. I had always maintained that my relationship with Julie was entirely professional, but I think Anna saw before me that there was a spark. We joked about this between ourselves but I didn't see anything happening given that Julie was entirely professional herself – and she was seeing her man David.

That all changed in October last year. We invited Julie and David for another evening of music and food and wine. And they confirmed they would come. But on the evening, only Julie arrived, saying that she and David had had an argument the evening before. She seemed upset. Anna comforted her as I worked on the risotto. When I joined them with the food, I heard that he had said he didn't see a future with her. We ate and drank wine and consoled Julie as she talked of her frustrations with men. Being a man myself, and being aware of our limitations, I slipped away and cleared up the dishes while Anna continued to listen to Julie.

When I returned, I suggested we play some music – trying to shift the mood. Julie immediately agreed and Anna went away to put the dessert together as Julie got out her fiddle and I tuned up me guitar. We played some lovely music: some tunes energetic and feisty; others slower and heartfelt. It felt like we were really connecting again over the music. 

After our last tune, we stopped and looked into each other's eyes. I went over and gave her a big hug, the guitar and violin providing a suitable barrier to a full-on hug. She looked a little flushed and stopped to take another drink and sank onto the sofa. I joined her, once I'd taken the guitar off, and hugged her again. She nestled into my shoulder and thanked me for cheering her up. I held her head as we hugged and felt embarrassed to find myself getting hard being so intimate with Julie, after all these years. But she seemed comfortable to hold me so that's what I did.

And that's where Anna found us. Rather than protesting, she just said 'aww' and joined us, on the other side of Sarah, and hugged her too. Julie laughed and we sat down to apple crumble. 

Once we'd finished dessert we cracked open the whiskey, figuring that such an evening deserved something a bit special. I had a nice bottle of single malt whiskey that I opened and we turned down the lights and got a bit mellow. Julie apologised for being so preoccupied with her issues with David. Anna and I tried hard to convince her that it really wasn't a big deal: we'd enjoyed her company and had a good evening of music, food and wine with her. 

As we were chatting and reflecting on the evening, I realised Julie's hand had rested on my thigh. I looked over at Anna on the other sofa and saw her raise her eyebrows at me. I raised mine back and she smiled. God, I love Anna! I put my hand over Julie's and took it in mine. As I remember, Julie was talking about how friendship was more important than boyfriends. At this point, I realised I was a little tipsy myself, as I snuggled into Julie.

I nudged down in the sofa a little and, as I did, I put my hand on Julie's belly. She turned her head up to look at me, questioningly, then smiled and closed her eyes. I took that as encouragement and started gently massaging her flat tummy. At some point my hand found its way underneath the fabric of Julie's shirt and I felt a mini-spark as my hand touched Julie's soft flesh. She gave an audible intake of breath. Meanwhile, Anna just watched us, a faint smile on her lips.

I moved my hand up from her belly towards the fabric of her bra, then down to just under the waistband of her jeans. Meanwhile, Anna moved over to sit next to Julie and began to stroke her hair. Julie opened her eyes, looked at Anna then over to me, smiled and shut her eyes again. I couldn't believe we were in this situation: soft music playing, buzzing slightly from the drinks, and caressing a beautiful friend. We were silent, other than the occasional sigh, watching for clues in case we were crossing an unwanted line.

I pushed my hand further below the waistband of Julie's jeans until I felt a tuft of hair. I left my hand there as I turned to kiss Julie on the cheek, just as Anna did the same on the other side. "OK?" Anna asked. "Mm hmm," Julie replied, smiling again. She looked so beautifully contented.

Anna turned Julie's face towards her and they kissed: pecks, at first, then Anna opened her mouth to accept Julie's tongue. They played together while I stroked Julie's pubic hair. When they paused, I released my hand from Julie's jeans then slowly unbuttoned them: one button at a time. I was now able to press my hand further down, into Julie's panties. I cupped her mound and felt its heat. Meanwhile, Anna began to unbutton Julie's shirt: one button at a time. Julie's breathing was getting quite heavy at this point. I watched as Julie's bra revealed itself: a simple, black bra with no frills. Once the shirt was open, Anna stroked Julie's chest, between her breasts down to her belly. On the way back up, she gently brushed Julie's breasts. 

I moved my middle finger gently up and down Julie's vagina until I felt her opening: warm, wet and welcoming. I opened her lips with my finger as I explored her. And then gently pushed my finger inside her. Another gasp.

Anna was now pressing against Julie's breasts, squeezing them gently. She slowly pushed her hand under Julie's bra until she held her right breast in her hand. She found Julie's nipple and began to tease it between her fingers. Anna was also looking flushed. It was beautiful to watch her caress another woman, so gently, so attentively. 

I quickly removed my hand, hopped off the sofa and kneeled between Julie's legs. I placed my hands on the sides of Julie's chest, under her armpits. And moved them down her sides, and then over her belly. Anna had edged Julie's bra straps over her shoulders and released her right breast. As I massaged Julie, I took in the delicious sight of her small breast. Anna unfastened Julie's bra and let it fall open, revealing both breasts. I mentally pinched myself a second time. 

As Anna began to kiss Julie's chest, moving inevitably towards her breasts, I tugged her jeans slowly. Julie raised her hips as I pulled them down over her ankles. I kissed her belly while I stroked the outside of her thighs. I then licked the inside of her thighs: from her knees up towards her sex. 

Everything all of a sudden sped up. My tongue found its way to Julie's panties and I put my mouth over her mound. I heard a faint cry from Julie and looked up to see Anna with a nipple between her teeth and Julie looking to be in ecstasy. I quickly pulled her panties down her legs to the floor, opened her legs and put my hands underneath her bum. I pulled her towards me and licked from her bum hole to her clit. Another cry. My tongue began playing with her clit. Making small circles, listening to her to learn if I was hitting her right spots. 

Quite soon, Julie's breath quickened and she sounded like she was panting. I fucked her with my tongue a little before returning to her clit. Eventually, Julie came, with some volume. I slowed down and then, when she moved to close her legs, I moved back onto my heels. I saw Julie completely naked for the first time, looking very flushed, with red marks on her breasts where Anna had been doing her work. Her eyes were still shut and she was breathing very heavily. I looked at Anna and we smiled.



Anna Ch. 02



"Oh Mr Smith, please, stop. There people on the bus might see us," gasped Anna. Her legs were spread and she was writhing in her seat. 

I had one hand on my steering wheel, and another hand up Anna's skirt and in her panties, stroking her clit as I was driving us back home. We had stopped at a traffic light and a bus was next to us. 

It had been three days since I first had sex with my curvy student Anna. It helped that my wife was out of town on a business trip for two weeks. Ever since that first time, we had been meeting on a daily basis to fuck. 

I continued to stroke her clit as she breathed hard. 

A man on the bus suddenly saw us. He looked, shocked at first, then his eyes fixed on Anna. There was a slight smile on his lips. As the light turned green and I sped off I saw him give me the thumbs up. 

As I withdrew from Anna's panties to navigate through the traffic, I saw Anna replace my hand with hers. She frantically stroked her clit as I continued driving. 

"Take your panties off," I told her, patting my shirt pocket which she knew contained $50. 

She took it off. 

"Place both your legs on the seat and spread wide," I commanded her. "I want everyone that's in a passing bus or truck to see what a nice pussy you have." 

She looked hesitantly at me. 

"Do it," I said. "Now." 

She did it. I told her to continue rubbing her clit. She did so, moaning softly. 

We stopped at another traffic light. She tried to cover up. But I firmly pushed her skirt up, as a motorcyclist had stopped next to us. When he saw what was happening his eyes grew huge and he raised his eyebrows. 

I pushed 3 fingers into her very wet pussy. She went wild, writhing more violently in her seat. 

"Look out the window." I said.

"No, please," she said breathlessly. 

"I will pay you $50 more. Look at the guy." 

She looked at him, and I could imagine her brown eyes wild with horniness as I finger fucked her hard. After the light turned green I drove slowly and the motorcyclist followed. It sure looked like we had made a friend. He continued to follow us, right to my place.

It was a wonder how he could have avoided an accident with all the action he was watching. 

We got out of the car and saw him taking off his helmet. 

He was about 50-ish, with pepper gray hair and a moustache. He was trim and fit and about 6ft tall. He introduced himself to us.

"I'm Max." he said, eyes looking at Anna from head to toe. 

I invited him in for a cup of coffee. I could see he had a hard on and wanted to see how far I could make Anna go for another $50. 

In the kitchen while fixing a drink for Max I felt my pulse racing. Millions of possibilities played out in my mind. I thought about how I was going to convince Anna to do our new friend. 

I fixed Max's coffee and made my way to the living room. A surprise caught my eye. 

There was Anna on the sofa, sitting with her legs spread wide open, and Max between her legs lapping her pussy up. She moaned as she held on to his head, her eyes fixed on me. I put the coffee down on the coffee table and proceeded to take off my pants. 

I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and unhooked her bra. Her boobs spilled out, and Max held on to them, squeezing them hard as he continued to lick her clit. 

I got onto the sofa next to her and pushed my cock into her hungry mouth. Her moans were now muffled by my cock. I felt her tongue run up and down my cock head. I pushed my cock further in. Then I took it out. She ran her tongue down the shaft again. I lifted my cock so that she could run it right down to my balls. 

Then slowly trailed it back to my cockhead, like how I had taught her just the day before. I grabbed her head and shoved my cock into her mouth and she started sucking hungrily again. 

By now, Max had gotten out of his clothes and stood before us stroking his cock. I saw Anna's eyes transfixed at what was before her. 

This guy was hung like a horse. It must have been at least 10 inches and thick. It was slightly curved with a vein running through it. He had what one would call a mushroom head. 

"Do you think you can take my cock, Anna?" Max asked. 

Anna suddenly looked scared. The look on her face made my cock stir. 

As Max took hold of her hands and wrapped it around his cock I decided to be a spectator. 

Anna, possibly not having seen such a huge member in her life, took a while as she gently stroked it. 

"You like it huh?" Max asked. She nodded, looking up at him. He slapped the hard cock against her left cheek. 

"Feel how hard it is," he said, rubbing his cockhead against her pink lips. She opened her mouth. He pushed it into her warm wet mouth. 

Anna started bobbing her face against his cock. Max groaned and grunted, telling her to suck harder. She did as he was told, but soon it was apparent it wasn't enough for him. He grabbed the back of her head and started mouth fucking her. 

She gagged slightly, trying her best to push him off, but he was strong. He continued to hold her by her head and fuck her in firm, forceful strokes. 

"Relax your throat," he kept muttering. "You'll get used to it." 

This continued for a while, and all this while I was stroking my cock. Watching her get dominated by someone she hardly knew was such a turn on. As he continued to mouth fuck her he started to play with her tits, squeezing them hard and tugging at her nipples. I could hear her muffled moans, as I saw her reach for her pussy. 

Max saw it too and pulled her hand away from her. 

"No playing!" he warned, holding on to her arms, almost gripping it too tight. 

There Anna was, mouth wide open as a cock assaulted her, hands constrained, face flushed, hair in a mess. I was close to cumming just watching it all. 

Suddenly Max took his cock out of her mouth and started pumping it furiously. He let out a grunt as wads of cum shot onto her pretty face. Anna tried hard to dodge it but in the position that she was there was no way she could escape. 

As Max went to clean up, I took over, spreading his cum all over her pretty face.

"Fuck me please," she begged. 

I shoved my cock into her, and felt her pussy muscles tightly clenched around it. I pumped in and out. She was incredibly wet and slippery, but tight nonetheless. She moaned as I farked her hard. My balls swung against her ass. 

I was almost cumming. I tried to hold on as much as I could. But her cunt muscles continued to milk my cock, just as how I had taught her to do so. I held on to both her tits, fucking her harder. Her whole body quivered at the impact of my shoving. 

From the corner of my eye I saw that Max's cock was hard again. He was stroking it. 

"Look at his cock, Anna," I said in between breathes. "Do you want that cock to fuck you?"

Anna looked at Max as he continued stroking his cock and watching her facial expression. Her faced was flushed. Beads of perspiration had formed on her forehead. Together with the film of cum on her face, there was a sheen of shine on her skin. 

By now I had pushed her legs way back so that I could pump deeper into her pussy. I could tell she was close to cumming, and I had to hold on as much as I could. I started pinching her nipples roughly. She begged me to pinch it harder, and I did. 

Suddenly she let out a shriek and convulsed. She was cumming, and I could feel the wave after wave going through her entire body. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out my cock and sprayed my cum all over her hot body. I then rubbed it all over her. 

Max by now was ready for a fuck. He held onto his cock and ran it up and down her slit. She looked, eyes fixated on its size. He continued teasing her with his cock while she moaned. 

Max continued to tease her gently, when finally he decided to push the mushroom head of his monster cock into her tight cunt. 

"Ohh...ohh.." she gasped, barely able to take the stretch and the new sensations her pussy was feeling. My cock was just slightly above average in size. His was certainly much larger. I could only imagine how that cock was going to change Anna's life forever. 

He tried pushing hard. His cock went further into her. She let out a small cry. 

"Please... it hurts," there was a look of pain on her face. 

Max ignored her, trying his best to push further. Poor Anna was now spread open, her pussy stretched like never before. 

Max started moving in and out, as gently as he could. Anna's brows were knitted together. She was biting her lips, trying to get used to the pain she was feeling. 

"oh yeah, shit, you're a tight little bitch," Max growled. "Yes, squeeze my cock with your cunt. Squeeze it." 

Max positioned himself such that his weight was pushed his cock further into Anna's cunt. Her eyes remained closed, as he started to mercilessly ram her for all it was worth. She let out low grunts, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as Max started to moan as well. 

"Oh you little bitch. Yes, you like my cock? You like it little bitch? Oh yeah, you getting wetter you little slut. Oh yes." 

He continued to fuck her hard, scooping her legs up and putting them over his shoulders. Anna was moaning loudly now, telling Max to continue fucking her hard. 

"Yes, harder, please. I love this, yes, please!" her tiny body convulsed again. She was cumming. Max let out no sign of stopping. He continue to use her body. And she started clinging on to him, her legs wrapped around his waist. 

With her legs around Max's waist and her whole body shaking as Max continued to pound her, Anna looked beautiful. I stroked my cock as I watched them both. 

The sound of a mobile phone ringing almost interrupted us, but Max continued pounding his hard cock into Anna. The ringing was coming from her bag. The ringing stopped for a while, then it continued again. 

I opened out her bag and took it out. I looked at the display on the mobile phone. 

"It's your father," I said, "I think you better answer it." 

Before she could protest I pressed the answer key and put the phone to her ear. Anna held onto the phone with whatever little strength she had. Max's eye caught mine. There was an evil glint in it. Anna looked at us, her huge eyes filled with fear. 

"Hi Daddy," she said, trying to sound normal, as Max continued to move his cock in and out of her. She tried pushing him away but he was too huge for her. 

"I'm out with some friends now. We're trying to get a birthday present for Kelly." She gasped, as Max suddenly shoved his entire length deep into her. He pulled it out of her again, and then pushed it in. 

"I'll be home soon," she said and hung up. I took the phone from her. 

"Do you think your Daddy knows you're fucking a stranger you barely know? I wonder what he thinks of his daughter being a slut, all covered in cum." Max smiled as he continued to tease her with slow strokes. 

"You like cock, don't you, Anna?" Max asked, as he shoved his entire length into her again. 

Anna could barely speak. She was whimpering, "Please, faster, please, sir." 

"You want it faster?" Max asked. "Then beg me for it." 

"Please, please mister," she begged. "Please go faster, please." 

"You like being fucked hard?" he asked. 

"Yes, yes, I love it," she begged. "Please fuck me hard." 

With that, Max speeded up, pounding so hard the whole sofa was shaking. Anna let out a high yelp and cry, "I'm cumming!!!!" 

And just as soon as she said so, she shook and let out a high pitched moan. Max kept his cock in her until she settled down. 

With a smile, Max took his entire cock out of her pussy turned Anna on her tummy and spread her ass cheeks. I could see how She was totally soaking wet. 

He slipped his cock back into her pussy, held onto her hips and started pounding her, as he slapped her ass occasionally. There was a look of both pleasure and pain in her eyes. 

He coated his finger with saliva before inserting it into her puckered anal hole. I saw her froze momentarily but he continued the assault, occasionally spitting on the hole to get it more lubed up. Soon she was relaxed and even enjoying it.

I suggested to him that we moved into the bedroom. There I took out a bottle of lubricant and passed it to Max who knew what to do. He made her get on her hands and knees. He coated his finger well with lub and continued to finger fuck her ass as he fucked her pussy. She must have cum another two times or so. 

By now my cock was raging hard again. Max signaled her to get on top of me. She mounted me and started riding me. I saw Max lube up his cock. Our eyes met knowingly. 

Coming from behind, Max started fingering Anna's ass again. I slowed down my pace to let her enjoy the sensations she was feeling. She continued to coo as I stroked her hair and relaxed her. I knew she was going to have a shock soon enough. 

And she did. I saw her eyes grow huge as Max placed his cock head at the entrance of her puckered hole. 

"No! Please!" she begged. "It's gonna hurt." 

Max didn't care. He pushed a little of his cock into her. 

Anna's eyes were shut tight, she whimpered slightly, and the look on her face was one of pain. I held her against my chest, my cock still in her pussy, calming her as best as I could. 

Max held still for a while too, then started pushing in again. Anna let out another cry of pain. 

"It's ok, honey," I said, stroking her face. She opened her eyes. Tears were welling up in them. I kiss her gently on each check. 

Max gave one last push. I could feel his cock in her. Anna let out a scream. 

We all held still for a while, Anna's face in my chest sobbing. I was beginning to feel bad but Max wasn't so kind. He started moving slowly. For a while there was no reaction from Anna. I got worried. But then she suddenly said, "Faster mister."

To which Max smiled. He started pounding her ass as Anna moaned and screamed obscenities. 

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Shit! Yes, fuck me please! Oh! Oh! Oh!" 

Her eyes were filled with lust now, and Max held her waist, controlling how deep into her he could go. 

I moved in unison with them, trying my best not to let my cock slip out of her slippery cunt. I felt my balls tighten. As Anna came again, I shot a wad of cum into her cunt. 

I didn't remember to check if she was on birth control. 

I told Max I had cum, and told him that Anna was all his. I moved aside, and watched as Max made Anna lie on her back with her legs spread and back. He pushed his cock back into her ass, ramming her hard. Anna was in a trance now, begging for more. 

Suddenly, Max took his cock out and holding Anna down, stuffed his cock into her mouth even as she resisted. It was no use. Anna sucked on his cock. 

"Oh yes, suck it baby. Taste your ass, you horny lil bitch," Max growled, three fingers in her tight pussy. Her muffled moans could be heard. 

Suddenly, Max grunted and pulled his cock out. 

"Open your bitch mouth," he said, grabbing her face. She opened it and he came in her mouth. 

"Swallow it!" he ordered. I saw Anna close her mouth and swallow his load of cum. 

After Max left, I fucked Anna two more times before I paid her $100 and drove her home. 

We promised to keep in touch with Max. 

(hope you liked this story. do let me know what you want to see from Anna next.)



Anna Ch. 02



I light the candles, turn off the lights, put on some soft music, close the curtains and wait for the knock on the door. A few minutes later I am standing by the door with the leash in my hand as the knock comes and anna crawls in. It is fairly dark and I don't know if she see me standing there or not. As she crawls past me I reach down and take hold of her collar, pulling her all the way into the room and shutting the door. I snap on the leash running my hands down her back and over her ass. She had followed directions well, no bra or panties. 

"Welcome anna," I said out loud. "Come let us move into the room. Kneel next to the chair and we will talk a minute before we begin." 

I guided her by the leash to the chair and sit down while she comes up to a kneeling position. 

Speaking softly I say, "Before we talk let's get you out of that dress." 

I reach out and begin to unbutton the dress along the front. Taking my time I work my way down her body as she kneels there in front of me not moving. I enjoy slowly exposing her body as her dress opens, showing her firm breasts, hard nipples, ribs, flat stomach and finally her shaved pussy and legs. I push the fabric off her shoulders and let the dress fall in a heap over her legs. 

Smiling I whisper to her, "Mmmmmmmmmm, anna you are very sexy. I like the garter and stockings on you." Taking her chin in my hand I look directly into her eyes. "So here we are. How are you doing?" 

She gazes back at me, licks her lips and in a steady voice replies, "I am fine Sir. A little nervous but otherwise fine." 

"Excellent," I reply. "Remember our safe words, red for stop and yellow for slow down. I will always respect those words when or if you need to use them. Shall we begin?" anna nods and I reached out to unclip the leash.

I motion for her to stand and her dress falls to the floor around her feet. We move away a step and I indicate she should pick it up, telling her to hang it on a hanger by the door. When she returns I make her stand and slowly turn for my inspection. I have seen pictures of her naked but the reality is much better. I reach out and cup her breasts and ass as she slowly displays herself for me. Her skin is smooth and warm and touching her makes my cock stiffen in my pants. I decide to start with a short spanking. I sit down in the chair and pull her down over my knees, her ass on my lap. She has a very nice ass. 

I explain to her, "anna you have such a nice bottom it is going to be fun playing with it a bit. I have decided to spank you and see how well you take the pain." 

I massage her ass and then bring my hand down forcefully against her skin. The sound is delicious as she jumps a bit with the impact. I have left a nice red imprint of my hand. She has tensed up a bit with the first swat. I continue to spank first one cheek then the other, firm strong blows to her glorious ass. I watch as her skin darkens to a wonderful pink then reddish color and listen to her grunt with each impact. I stop occasionally to rub and smooth her bottom. It has grown hot under the punishment. Spreading her legs a little I slide my hand between them and feel for her pussy. Pushing a finger inside her I find her wet and warm. 

I relay the information to her, "anna, your pussy seems to be enjoying this. That is wonderful." I continue to play with her, fucking her with a finger and then sliding another finger over her clit. Now she is breathing and squirming for a different reason all together. 

"You like this don't you anna?" I ask. 

"Yesssssss Sir," Comes her breathless reply. I contemplate giving her an orgasm right on the spot but that would be too easy. 

Pulling my hand out of her wet pussy I reach down next to the chair for some lubricant. I squirt some on my finger and with my other hand spread her ass cheeks to display her little bud of an asshole. I touch the lubricated finger to her opening and slowly massage around. Pushing against her hole I slowly work my finger into her ass, gently playing and pushing it in deeper and deeper till it is in up to the knuckle. 

Then I begin to fuck her ass with my finger, in and out. I pick up a small flogger and as I fuck her ass I use it to spank her bottom and her thighs. Inserting the thumb of the hand I am using to fuck her ass into her pussy. Now I have my long middle finger up her ass and my thumb in her pussy. I pinch the two together inside her body and continue to play and flog her. The pain from the flogging is mixed with the pleasure from my other hand. Her ass twitches with the slaps and her hips move with the rhythm of my fucking. 

"anna you are a delicious sight. I am enjoying this quite a lot," I tell her. 

Pushing her towards the end of my knees I unzip and unbuckle my pants. I pull out my cock and let it rest against her thigh as I pull her against me and continue to play with her. My cock is hard and throbbing against her and I want her to feel how she has turned me on.

I stop the fucking and flogging and slide her to the floor on her knees between my legs. Our breathing is heavy and the room seems to have warmed up on its own. I take my thumb that was in her pussy and bring it to her lips. I slide it over her sexy mouth and watch as she smells and tastes her own juices. I take her hands in my and bring them up to my nose for a smell. Per my instructions she has played with herself and I can smell her on her own fingers. My cock throbs a bit at the delicious scent. She is kneeling between my legs naked except for the stockings and garter. 

I unsnap the garter and tell her to take everything off, "I want you naked anna." 

As she unrolls the stockings down her shapely legs I reach over and pick up the nipple clamps. When she is kneeling in front of me again I play and fondle her breasts for a moment or two, enjoying the firmness and warm smooth skin. Her nipples are hard and I pinch them tightly, looking into her eyes. Watching the pain build. She gasps and I release them. Taking the nipple clamps I attach one to each nipple. She looks very sexy kneeling there with the clamps on her nipples and the chain, connecting the two, swinging in time with her breathing.

I slide a mask over her face and pick up the camera to take a few shots of her. I pull the mask back off and sit back pondering how to use her next. She is so sexy I would love to put her on her hands and knees and fuck her but I have decided this first meeting will not go that far. I certainly intend to make her cum for me and also for me to satisfy myself but no matter how sexy she looks I think this first time we will refrain from actual intercourse. I know she is turned on and certainly she can see how hard my cock is. I catch her glancing at my lap. I love how horny she is. I think it is time for me to enjoy her. I clip the leash back on and lead her towards the sitting area of the room.

"Are you thirsty anna?" I ask. 

"Yes Sir," comes her reply.

I lead her over to a bowl I have placed on the floor and indicate she may drink from it. She dips her head and laps at the water while I wait and watch. Her ass is a nice shade of pink in contrast to the rest of her smooth white skin. When she is finished I move her over to the bench I have placed in front of the couch. The bench is narrow and about four feet long with a fabric top and wooden frame. Taking her arm I raise her to her feet and sit her on the bench. Then I lay her on her back atop the bench. Her head is all the way to one end and her knees hanging down over the other end. I leave her there and walk back to the bed picking up some lengths of soft nylon rope. 

Pulling her towards me I tie her legs to the legs of the bench. I position her so that her pussy is at the edge of the bench and her legs are slightly back under her. I put one tie at the knees. Then I pull her ankles together and tie them so she is fastened to the bench and spread open for me. I take a belt and belt it around her waist and the bench, pulling it tight and buckling it. Next I pull her arms down along the upper legs of the bench and fasten them to the legs at the wrists and elbows. Another belt goes around her chest just under her breasts and is pulled tight. She is now completely helpless and at my disposal.

What a wonderful sight. I put the mask back on her for a minute to take a few photos. Before putting the camera away I take a close up picture of her open pussy. 

"I have plans for this pussy," I tell anna as I put the camera away and remove the mask.

Kneeling down next to her head I look into her eyes. I bend and kiss her, softly at first and then with more passion. At the same time I pull on the chain connecting her nipple clamps. I can almost taste her pain as I continue to kiss her and pull. I let go of the chain and pull away from her lips so she can breath. I tickle her ear with my tongue and breath along with her for a while as she calms. 

"Now anna we will play. I have some toys to introduce to you," I chuckle. 

Before we start I think I will get a bit more comfortable. I remove my clothing and place it neatly on the couch. My cock is hard as I move towards the bed to pick up some more toys to use on anna.

End of part 2



Anna Ch. 02



This is the second installment of the Anna series. A story that was not planned to be a series initially, but comments and e-mail have led me to believe this a good one and therefore it shall continue. Thanks to the readers who encouraged me to continue.

Please read Anna before reading this story. Then read part 3 when its up. Thanks!

Mel smiled to herself as she headed down the back stairway and through the terrace door. She could clearly see how her guests stood in the garden in disbelief, their drinks clenched tightly in their fists, mouths open in horror at the spectacle unfolding six feet above them.

They all knew Anna, and the few who couldn't recall who she was right away were helped along by the murmurs.

"My God, that's Anna Tulenka!" "What is Anna doing with that women, or should I say, what is she doing to Anna?" "God, she has a plug in each hole."

Mel's favorite comment was the one by the young hunky intern standing near the door with one of the office girls.

"Anyone got a camera?"

Mel could still feel the tingling between her legs. The memory of the excellent tonguing given her by the beautiful bitch refreshed, as she glanced up towards the window.

"What are you all staring at?" Mel was a lousy actress but nobody seemed to notice her mock astonishment. "Oh my God, that woman is peeing all over my carpet! Is that Anna?" She said no more but turned to Anna's husband Martin and looked him straight in the eye.

Tears were running down his cheeks and Mel briefly felt a little sorry for him. But that feeling vanished quickly as Mel realized that nobody here cared about Martin. Every single person here had only one thought on their mind: Anna Tulenka is a piss drinking slut. 

Mel's nipples hardened and a wave of complete satisfaction washed through her. The heat pooling between her legs and the trickle of cum running down her thigh were only the physical manifestation of her victory. She had won, and winning was the greatest turn on she had ever experienced.

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Martin rushed past Mel and out the door before Anna had even realized she was being stared at from the well kept lawn below her. The pee was still trickling off her chin as she tried to move away from the window and the hungry stares aimed at her. But leaving the room in a dignified fashion was impossible. She still had the plug in her ass and the dildo stuck in her wet lips. Her hair was drenched by the mexican housekeepers piss and her nipples were hugely swollen and red from the pinching that they had endured. Although endured may be the wrong word. Anna had loved every second of the sex, she had enjoyed being submissive to Mel and Yolanda and even now, completely humiliated, she stopped to think of the delicious pussy she had had a chance to sample. 

She somehow managed to get to the darker area of the room and removed the rubber cock and buttplug from herself, a wave of her cum following the dildo out of her swollen pussy. She turned her eyes from the window, no longer wanting to see the eyes of those milling about outside. 

Yolanda had moved away from the window. Still anonymous, having been shielded from view by the blinds, she watched Anna scamper across the floor, half walking and half crawling.

Yolanda let out a small growl:

"You are one horny bitch. Mel and I are gonna have a lot of fun with you. And anybody else who wants to, for that matter." Yolanda rubbed her pussy a little and Anna stared directly at her beautiful pussy lips.

"Oh, she told me to remind you of something. If you should decide to renege on your decision to be her slave, life will be very uncomfortable for you, to say the least."

Anna grabbed her crumpled things from the floor and slid her dress over her otherwise naked body. As she slid out the door Yolanda called to her once more.

"Don't call her. She'll call you. She'll call you anything she wants to, bitch."

Anna reached her car which Martin had selflessly left for her without incident. The murmurs behind her back were all she had noticed of the commotion her little act had caused. On the car windshield Martin had left a note.

"Do not call me. Do not try to explain. Do not come to the office on Monday. My lawyer will call you. I have taken a cab so you wouldn't be further humiliated. I shall be sleeping in a hotel until further notice.

M.

PS. Go fuck yourself, you slut."



Anna Ch. 02



Anna woke early the following morning, her mind racing as she thought back to the events in the cinema the night before.

She could easily recall the feeling of the hard floor against her back, and her hands still ached from the vice-grip she had on the plastic chair legs surrounding her. She could vividly picture the expressions of the voyeurs standing alongside her lovely body as they masturbated, their eyes locked on her heaving breasts or the man's penis as it plunged into her vagina again and again.

She reached beneath the sheets, allowing her fingers to move gently through her public hair and along her pussy lips, which still tingled hours after the frenzied intercourse had ceased. There was no discomfort now – instead only an aching longing to be filled again. Inserting a finger, she dreamily allowed her other hand to work her clitoris in a slow, steady rhythm, teasing herself before eventually reaching an explosive orgasm.

After showering and dressing, Anna made her way downstairs for a leisurely breakfast before returning to her room for the second day of her adventure. As the trip had approached, it was this day that Anna had begun to look toward with trepidation, and as the door clicked shut behind her she wondered whether she was making a mistake.

Several weeks beforehand, Anna had researched massage parlors in the city with a view to fulfilling perhaps her biggest fantasy of all – having sex with complete strangers, and catering to their every whim, while demanding money from them in return. It was her ultimate dirty little secret, and was the number one reason for both her trip and her choice of Montreal as a destination.

Anna had ultimately decided upon an establishment called Le Papillon, which had received some good online reviews from clients and which, most importantly, was near her hotel. Contacting them, she requested information on employment and included a couple of photos with the email she sent. The photos, taken last summer at a beach barbeque, showed off her bikini-clad body impressively. The response from the owner was predictably swift and eager – employment would be easily arranged, subject to her completing an application form and sitting for an interview.

Anna lied on the form, stating that she was moving to the city. She knew they would not employ her if they realized that she was just a weekend visitor, but she had been desperate to land this job, and so submitted the work of deception with a heavy conscience but a pounding heart.

Now, today, she was scheduled to meet her new boss for the interview. Virginie, probably a false name, would be waiting for her at a café on St Catherine Street at 11AM, and warned Anna not to be late. Virginie sounded like a no-nonsense woman, and her forceful tone when they spoke on the phone last week had made Anna a bit apprehensive. Nevertheless, Anna donned a pair of jeans and sweat top before leaving the hotel and making her way to the café for the appointed time.

Upon arrival, Anna was relieved to find the place almost deserted save two couples at tables against the far wall, and a lone woman parked at a booth near the entrance, bathed in cigarette smoke. Virginie was in her mid-50s with a graying bob and thick glasses. After introducing themselves, Anna sat and ordered a coffee.

"You're much taller than your photos made you look" said Virginie with a heavy accent. "This is a good thing!" she quickly added, as Anna's expression changed to one of dismay. 

"Oh!" said Anna warily. "I gave you my stats on the form, right?"

"Absolutely, yes" replied Virginie dismissively. "But stats can sometimes be exaggerated – although in your case", she said, eyeing Anna up and down, "that clearly wasn't necessary."

Anna gradually relaxed as the conversation wore on. Virginie clearly liked what she saw sitting across the table, and after addressing a few further issues, delivered the question that Anna had been waiting for.

"So, Anna – when can you start with us?"

Anna's heart leapt as she realized she had the job. As calmly as she could, she suggested that she was available immediately, and could start that very evening. Virginie glanced at her with an air of surprise, before giving a delighted smile and shaking her hand. Anna was given directions to the parlor and was told to show up at 7PM sharp with the sexiest lingerie she had. Virginie would not be there but the manager, Henri, would get her settled in.

Anna spent the afternoon shopping to keep her mind off what was coming. As the reality of what she was going to do began hitting home, her stomach started doing cartwheels and she began doubting herself. But as with the cinema the night before, she knew she would have to go through with it, or she would spend the rest of her days wondering what would have happened.

5PM arrived all too quickly, and Anna rushed back to the hotel to get ready. After showering for a second time, she rummaged through her case for a matching black lace bra and panty set. This was her favorite, and although it wasn't sheer, a quick study could just make out her nipples and pubic hair beneath the fabric. This served only to accentuate her sexual appeal, with the skimpy panties riding high on her hips, and the bra, while offering decent coverage, pushing her breasts together to create the enhanced cleavage that drew attention to her already impressive chest. Donning a pair of black trousers and a cream blouse, she then left the hotel and began the three block journey to Le Papillion.

As Virginie had promised, it was not difficult to find. Once she had located the street, a nervous walk down the left side brought her to Flanagan's Irish Pub, which was the landmark she had been told to seek. Edging past the doors, her stomach danced as her eyes fell across the building next door. A small flight of steps led to a pair of tall outer doors, with flaking paint and large window inserts. Immediately beyond them were another five or six stairs leading to a second door, which appeared to open into a lobby. To the left of the first set of stairs was a large square window, with closed curtains. In that window sat a large circular neon sign, with "Le Papillon" and a butterfly image lit up in red. Anna swallowed hard. It was 6:50PM.

It seemed an age before she summoned up the courage to push through the first set of doors. They squealed on their hinges, and her footsteps echoed loudly on the wooden floor inside. Up the stairs she went and through the second door into a cavernous room. Immediately in front of her stretched a long corridor, with doors either side. Just to the left of the corridor entrance was a display cabinet filled with condoms, lube and sex toys – presumably for sale to willing patrons. Behind the cabinet stood a man she presumed to be Henri. Anna immediately decided that he was the seediest man she had ever laid eyes on, with his unkempt beard and long graying hair tied back in a greasy ponytail.

Opening up in front of Henri, further to her left, was a large room equipped with two sofas and three large chairs. Anna gasped, for all available seats were taken by women wearing skimpy lingerie, some of which made her choice of attire look conservative by comparison. Quickly realizing that this was to be her fate, she made her way tentatively to Henri and introduced herself.

Henri smiled wickedly at her, before moving quickly around the cabinet and muttering "follow me" as he marched down the corridor. Anna followed, until they reached a door with '3' painted across it. Henri opened the door and strode inside.

"This will be your room tonight" he said. "If it is occupied at any time, take number 5 across the hall."

Henri turned, and stared her up and down impatiently. "Well, what are you waiting for?" he demanded.

Anna began to blush. "I don't know what you mean", she said quietly. "What are you asking me to do?"

Henri gave her a quizzical look. "Clothes off", he said with a sigh. "I put them in a locker for you until your shift is over."

Anna took a deep breath, and stripped down to her underwear, before handing her clothes over to Henri, who snatched them away before stepping back. He again eyed her, this time allowing his eyes to settle on her bra and panties. He stared at each garment, before again meeting her gaze.

"Mon Dieu, all of it", he said despairingly. "I need to get a look at you before you start – we can't have disappointed clients, now, can we?"

Anna didn't bother arguing. Without making eye contact, she unhooked her bra and pulled it from around her shoulders, allowing her splendid breasts to fall naturally into position. As Henri's eyes widened, she eased her panties down around her ankles before pulling them over her heels and off. Holding both garments in one hand, she shook her long hair back over her shoulders and stood before him, staring at the floor as her cheeks suddenly became hot.

"Oh yes", muttered Henri as he gazed at her. He stood for what seemed like an eternity, before beginning a slow, deliberate walk past and behind her. She flinched as she felt his breath on her neck, and jumped as his hands grabbed her ass and squeezed hard. His left hand then reached around her and grabbed a handful of breast, while at the same time he forced his knee between her legs, spreading them. Sliding his other hand along the inside of her thigh and up to her trimmed pubic hair, his fingers fumbled with her clit while he pushed his thumb into her vagina. Anna, her eyes wide, played along and sighed with feigned satisfaction despite the discomfort.

"That's a girl", he hissed. "You'll do just fine. Your shift ends at two, and we'll tally up your earnings then." Anna cleared her throat and nodded in agreement. Henri, still behind her, chuckled as he fingered her roughly for a few more moments, before yanking his thumb out and walking past her back out into the hall. She stood, feeling a little dizzy, before replacing her bra and panties and following along behind.

Anna couldn't help but notice the stares from the other girls as she joined them in the lounge. A couple of younger girls smiled and made room on the longer couch facing the main entrance, but generally the stares were less friendly, as they sized up this new beauty in their midst. Anna counted nine girls in all, of varying descriptions. All were clearly looking at her as unexpected competition, which Anna had anticipated would happen. What she hadn't realized was that she would be sat in such close proximity to them all evening.

There were some genuinely attractive girls – one, seated next to her on the left, was a girl of Spanish descent with long, thick black hair down to her waist and brilliant green eyes. She had an athletic build with B-cup breasts, a taut stomach and a sun-bed tan. On the couch immediately across from her sat a stunning blonde, with short hair, bright blue eyes and a curvy frame. The blonde was mid-20s and looked considerably less friendly than the Spanish girl. Anna smiled at her and looked away.

After a good half hour had passed, the unmistakable sound of the outer door opening echoed through into the lounge. The girls all jumped to their feet and formed a line-up, their hands at their sides. Anna joined one end of the line and followed their lead, just as the inner door swung open and a tall black man entered the room. Ignoring the girls, he made his way to Henri, and engaged in some whispered conversation before the man turned to review the talent on display. His eyes fell across Anna a couple of times, before he turned back to Henri and handed over some cash to settle the parlor's commission, whispering again and gesturing towards the line.

"Jasmine", Henri bellowed. A tall pale girl with red hair cascading past her shoulders stepped from the line and over to the counter. The other girls immediately returned to their seats, and Anna again followed suit. Jasmine, whose green lingerie complimented her pale complexion, received some hurried instructions from Henri before leading the black man down the corridor and out of sight. When she didn't return, a small Asian girl sitting to Anna's right giggled. Anna glanced at her as the other girls began to smile knowingly at one another.

The Asian girl looked at Anna and grinned. "He always come in here, and always choose her – never another girl", she said in heavily broken English. "Always he want just a blowjob and always he ask for it without condom. Poor Jasmine always say no, and then he don't tip her."

The girls giggled amongst themselves, drawing an angry look from Henri. They soon hushed as the sound of the door again brought them to their feet.

This time, three boys stumbled in. Although it was now only 7:30PM, they had clearly been drinking the afternoon away, and were looking for a happy end to their day. They stopped and looked with awkwardness at the assembled women before moving over to Henri. Again, whispered conversation took place before the boys stepped back and viewed the girls, talking quietly amongst themselves. After some intense conversation, they went back to Henri and told him what they had decided, handing over wads of small crinkled bills.

"Jade, Anna, Scarlet" Henri shouted. Anna's heart leapt as she stepped forward, together with the Spanish girl and a plump brunette with enormous breasts and a hatchet face. They made their way to Henri as the boys backed up, and he addressed the Spaniard first. Anna saw Jade nod before making her way to the first boy, who then followed her down the hall.

Anna then stepped up to the counter. "Yours is the geek in the black jeans", Henri whispered. "Full service – $70, 20 minutes tops, one cum only. Get him comfortable, then come back for what you need." They locked eyes, and Henri glanced down at the cabinet before looking back at her and smirking.

Anna turned, her pulse racing, and moved toward her first client. He looked at her and smiled nervously, and she smiled back, motioning for him to follow her. Down the corridor they went to room 3, where she closed the door and turned to him. "You want full service, right?" she asked. He nodded, turning very red, and she smiled reassuringly. He was no more than seventeen or so, and had a mop of brown hair and thick glasses. His battle against teenage acne was a losing one, and his build was slight.

"$70 please", Anna said, matter-of-factly. Once he had delivered the money, she tucked it into the elastic of her panties and thanked him. "Make yourself comfortable", she said. "I'll be right back." Anna smiled as she left – she was almost sure she was dealing with a virgin, or at the very least a hugely inexperienced young man. She was very grateful, as this was the kind of client to ease her in gently.

Moments later, Anna returned to the room to discover the boy still dressed. "Better get those clothes off", she said, suppressing a tremble in her voice. He looked hesitant, and Anna decided to take the lead, unhooking her bra and allowing it to fall to the floor. The boy stared as her breasts fell free in all their glory. Her panties were next, and her high heels quickly followed. As she undid the first strap, she looked over at him and again encouraged him to undress. This time he complied, hurriedly stripping off and moving to the bed.

He already had a full erection, and Anna quickly joined him on the bed, running her hands across his body before taking his penis in her hand and massaging it slowly. He looked at her with uncertainty before turning to watch her breasts gently sway as she worked him up and down. Almost immediately he began to moan, before his body stiffened and stifling a cry as he came in a flood across his stomach and chest. Anna was shocked, having only taken hold of his penis a few seconds beforehand.

"Wow", she said. "That was... well, fast!"

The boy held his head in his hands and stammered a mortified apology. Anna continued to lie beside him for a few minutes, running her fingers through his hair and smiling. She knew that one 'pop' was the rule, but nonetheless felt badly for the boy. Still, she didn't want to land herself in trouble with Henri, so after a short time she rose and put her lingerie back on while motioning for the boy to get dressed. Only too happy to oblige, he quickly gathered himself and followed her out.

Henri greeted them with a sneer as they returned to the lounge. The boy hurriedly left without waiting for his friends while Anna returned to the couch, ignoring Henri's smirk. Jade and Scarlet were nowhere to be seen, and she assumed that they were still having a good time further down the hall. Anna was disappointed – her first client had not served to fulfill her fantasies at all, and she wondered whether this night would deliver as she'd hoped.

Jade and Scarlet soon returned to complete the compliment of girls on duty. Anna gazed around the room, taking in each of her newfound comrades in turn. Her eyes met the curvy blonde's for a second time, and the look she received – while not as cold as before – was still distant. Anna again looked away, her foot tapping the floor as she waited for the next customer to arrive.

It took almost an hour for the outer door to creak open again, and the girls stood to attention as two men, both in their 40s, walked purposefully in. Henri greeted them warmly as a few of the girls shifted nervously in place.

"Alan! Denis! Welcome back!" Henri hollered as they approached. The men embraced Henri in turn before having a casual chat with him in French as they turned to check out the talent on display. Anna stole a quick glance down the line and saw that many of the girls were looking down or away, and wondered whether these men were known as a problem.

Alan and Denis, meanwhile, had both spotted Anna and were whispering excitedly to Henri, who motioned enthusiastically with his hands in obvious reference to her breasts. Their stares then focused on a couple of other girls further along, before they turned and continued chatting with Henri. At first Henri seemed to be resisting the suggestions they put to him, but soon relented when a thick bunch of bills were waved under his nose.

"Anna! Julie!" Henri stated firmly, looking towards the girls. Anna stepped forward together with the curvy blonde that had been staring coldly at her throughout the evening. The other girls immediately scrambled back to the couch. Alan and Denis watched them with amusement, before moving away from the counter as their chosen duo approached.

"These are special clients", whispered Henri in a measured tone. "You are both in room 1, and you give them what they want – understand?"

Anna opened her mouth to speak but Julie cut her off, nodding and asked the time and price.

"They each pay $150 per hour, no restrictions!" Henri said firmly. "You're in there as long as they want you."

Anna's heart skipped a beat. Julie hesitated at the counter for just a split second, clearly as surprised as Anna was, but then regained her composure and turned to the waiting men. Gesturing politely, she invited them to follow her down the hall, which Alan happily did. Denis, with a sweep of his arm and a wry smile, invited Anna to join them. Her legs feeling like lead, Anna moved forward and down the hall to room 1, jumping as Alan slapped her hard on the ass.

Once inside, Alan and Denis told the girls to undress while they stood a few feet from the foot of the bed. Anna and Julie looked at each other before obliging, and their lingerie soon fell to the floor in a heap. Anna's mind was a blur – she had never been involved in anything sexual with a woman, and it was definitely not on her 'must-do' list for the trip.

Eyeing Julie's now-nude body, she realized that the blonde was a hot number. Julie had even more of a curvy, hourglass figure than Anna, but neither girl had an ounce of excess fat anywhere. Julie was about two inches shorter and probably weighed about five pounds less, and her breasts were a more modest B-C cup as opposed to her counterpart's lovely Cs. Julie's pussy had been waxed smooth unlike Anna's, which sported a bikini-line shave with a closely trimmed area of hair just above her clit. Julie's blonde hair fell to just above her shoulders, and she had no visible piercings or tattoos. Like Anna, her skin was sun-kissed but not tanned, and her complexion was flawless.




Anna Ch. 02



"Who?" Anna asked putting as much contempt in her voice as she could muster.

"A friend," he replied. Anna looked at him with hatred now. "A friend of yours," he continued.

Just then she heard the bedroom door open and Anna moved her head up what little she could to see who had come in. "Georgia?" Anna said in shock.

"Hi Anna," Georgia said smiling, "has Richard been behaving? He can be such a bad boy you know."

Georgia moved next to Richard and brush her hand through his hair. "Isn't she everything I told you?"

"She's marvelous!" He replied with delight.

As Anna looked at into Georgia's face she saw a frown come over her. Georgia leaned over the bed and looked down at Anna's pussy. "What's this?" Georgia demanded as her had touched Anna's pussy. "You have cut her!"

Georgia swung around and slapped Richard hard against his face with enough force that it was evident to Anna it must have stung considerably.

"I'm sorry," he mewled.

"I told you not to hurt her!"

"But she didn't know it happened so I couldn't have hurt her."

His reply was met with another sharp slap across his face. "Apologize to her!" Georgia demanded.

Richard cowered and said, "I'm sorry Anna."

Georgia looked at him momentarily with disdain then said, "That's better. You will treat her better from now on."

Anna felt confused by Georgia's seeming to care for her and how she had punished Richard. Though she knew Georgia as a woman to speak her mind she had never imagined her like this.

The confusion on Anna's face was evident so Georgia offered, "You're wondering how I got involved in this and what I'm doing here?" Anna nodded. "It doesn't matter really but I've known Richard since we were freshmen in college."

"So you and Richard are . . ." Anna let the words trail off.

"Lovers?" Georgia replied with a laugh. "Hardly! Let's just say he's convenient and he likes it that I let him fuck me once in a while isn't that right Richard?" He only nodded in response.

Anna had never heard a woman talk about herself that way and blushed visibly. "Oh come now Anna," Georgia said, "surely you've fucked a guy or two just for fun."

Anna couldn't find the words and finally whispered, "no."

"You've never had a fiend with benefits or a fuck buddy or had a mercy fuck?"

"No," she whispered again finding the ironic shame of being ashamed to admit that.

Georgia looked at Anna quizzically and then said, "You have had sex haven't you?" When Anna blushed in non-response Georgia said in disbelief, "You're a virgin?" Georgia thought for a few seconds and then said, "Well, this does present us with an interesting situation now doesn't it? So my dear, who would you rather lose your virginity to, me or Richard?"

"I don't want either of you touching me!" she lashed out.

"Well, it's a little late for that so I'll make the choice for you. I think we'll take your virginity the old fashioned way, with Dick's dick."

"No!" Anna yelled.

"Oh yes," Georgia said in a breathy voice. She turned to Richard and said, "Strip down dear Richard."

Since he was in little more than a bathrobe it didn't take Richard long at all. As he stood there Anna ran her fingers down his chest to his cock. "Richard, fetch my toy box for me would you."

Anna couldn't imagine what Georgia meant by that but Richard left and returned in a matter of a few seconds. He had a good sized storage box in hand and placed it at the foot of the bed. Georgia bent over, opened in and pulled out a riding crop. She slapped the end of it against her hand and said, "This should help keep everyone in line." Anna had heard of such things but being in the presence of them sent a new fear through her.

"Richard, present Anna your cock and give her a taste of what she's going to get." At first Anna didn't understand Georgia's command but then when Richard moved so his cock was right in front of her face she understood perfectly.

Georgia took Richard's cock in her hand and rubbed it against Anna's lips and said, "Come on, open up like a good girl."

Anna held her lips together tightly and Georgia responded by slapping Anna's thighs hard with her riding crop. Anna let out a loud cry. Georgia was quick to move Richard's cock just inside Anna's now open mouth. Feeling entirely helpless Anna started sucking on Richard's cock.

Having never done this before Anna was very unsure of herself. She felt Richard becoming erect in her mouth but then her let out a little "ouch!" The was immediately followed by Georgia striking Anna across her thighs twice with the riding crop. Anna spit Richard's cock out of her mouth and cried out.

"Anna, you serve only to give pleasure and when you fail that you must be punished. You must toe the line. Do you understand because if you do not," Georgia slapped the crop against her hand, "you'll be dealt with swiftly as you've already experienced."

"Why are you doing this to me?" Anna whined.

"Because it's what you want." Georgia replied strongly. Before Anna could reply Georgia had taken Richard's cock and pushed it back between Anna's lips. She could still feel the sting from where the crop had struck her thighs so Anna was extra careful in how she sucked Richard's cock. Anna could see a bemused look come across Georgia's face and the Georgia sat down on the bed next to Anna. She placed her hand on Anna's pussy and after caressing the top of it a couple of times she pushed a finger into her. She withdrew the finger, put it in her mouth and then said, "You're nicely wet so this can't be all that bad now can it. You taste pretty good too."

Anna hated how her body was betraying her. She had felt certain that having another woman touch her would be repulsive but feeling Georgia's finger in her had momentarily excited her.

Georgia got up and moved to the foot of the bed and then lay down between Anna's legs. "Continue to suck him Anna," she commanded. Richard placed his cock to Anna's lips and she sucked him back in. It actually wasn't so bad as she had feared. Then she felt Georgia's hand on her pussy again pulling her pussy lips apart. A moment later she felt Georgia's mouth on her pussy and her reaction of surprise was to quickly suck in a bit of air but fortunately, she thought, without hurting Richard. She truly did fear being struck with the crop.

Georgia amused herself with Anna's pussy for about a minute before getting up and pulling something out of her toy box. She sat down next to Anna's legs and said, "They call this the silver bullet. I think you're going to love it." Anna felt a smooth object entering her pussy and then it started vibrating inside her. The stimulation was immediate and undeniably arousing. Anna had thought until that point that she could some how fend off her total submission but with this thing in her she felt her will quickly diminish. Georgia kept a hand over Anna's pussy where she had inserted the bullet but lay down next to Anna and took one of her nipples into her mouth. Anna was surprised by the reaction of her body to Georgia mouth. She suddenly felt a hot erotic connection from her nipple straight down to her pussy. While Georgia sucked on one of Anna's breasts she caressed and squeezed the other.

Anna could feel her level of arousal going up quickly. As she continued to suck Richard's cock she closed her eyes as her head seemed to spin with all that was happening to her. A thought went through her mind that she must in reality be some sort of a slut because she was now truly enjoying everything that was happening to her and even more she could feel herself very close to having an orgasm. Anna has masturbated many times over the years and so was no stranger to her orgasm but this felt different, better. Anna squirmed visibly beneath Georgia's touch and then felt the surge between her legs as her orgasm overcame her.

As her orgasm started Anna began to thrust her hips up against Georgia's hand which was still covering her pussy. She momentarily forgot herself and let go of Richard's cock so she could let out a long series of cries and moans as she came almost violently. She knew it was easily the strongest orgasm she'd ever had.

When she opened her eyes again Anna saw Georgia looking at her smiling. "Well Richard, I'd say she's ready." Richard moved to the foot of the bed and knelt between Anna's legs. Even though she'd privately delighting in her orgasm Anna still didn't want this virtual stranger taking her virginity. "Please, can't we not do this," Anna whimpered.

"Anna, you've waited far too long for this. How can I disappoint you now?" Georgia replied. Georgia got up and went back to her toy box and pulled out a rather substantial dildo and said, "unless of course you'd rather have me take your virginity."

The size of the dildo was shocking for Anna and she cringed at the thought of such a thing being inserted into her. Strangely, however, she preferred the idea of Georgia taking her virginity but was also repulsed by the method. So she replied with an almost silent, "no."

Georgia went back into her toy box and pulled something out that was small enough she was able to keep it hidden from Anna's view. Georgia placed the object on the bedside table and out of Anna's view. She then said, "Well, it's only fair that I too be undressed for such a special occasion." Georgia quickly undressed. Although Anna had seen Georgia in various states of undress when they were roommates in college she had never seen her entirely naked. Georgia was rather short in comparison to Anna and her slight body sported breasts that barely filled an A cup. As Anna's eyes traveled over Georgia's body she noticed that Georgia had cleanly shaven her pussy as well.

Georgia moved to the end of the bed and took Richard's cock in her hand and said, "I want to be a part of the moment. Go slowly into her Richard." Then she turned to Anna and said, "this might hurt a little but it'll pass quickly I promise."

Anna had no idea of what Georgia was talking about. She felt the tip of Richard cock graze her pussy lips before slowly pushing between them. She tensed up as he slowly entered her. Then she felt his cock come into contact with her hymen and he stopped briefly. Georgia smiled knowingly, grabbed her crop and struck Richard's ass with a very hard blow. This caused Richard to lurch forward and in doing so he ripped through Anna's hymen. Anna whimpered a little as he tore through her but it there was actually only a very small amount of pain.

Georgia grabbed Richard's balls and said, "Let me see."

He pulled his cock out of Anna and Georgia inspected him. "Nice," Georgia said, "Now fuck her good."

Richard started slowly stroking his cock in and out of her. What little pain she'd suffered from the breaking of her hymen had been quickly replaced by the pleasure of Richard's cock stroking her pussy.

She saw Georgia move back up to the head of the bed. "I think it's time for these," Georgia said holding out two things that looked like clips and were connected by a light chain. Georgia placed one of the clips around one of Anna's nipples and then slowly tightened it with a small ring that she pushed up on the clip. When Anna grimaced a little Georgia said, "I think that's just about right," she paused and then said, "for now." As Richard continued to fuck her Georgia applied the other clip to her other nipple and again adjusted the pressure. To her surprise this small amount of pain on her nipple actually added to her sexual arousal.

Georgia lay down next to Anna and watched Richard fuck her. After a few moments she ran her fingernails down over Anna's body. Anna felt another source of arousal and she gave up any remaining thoughts of not liking what was happening to her. Richard increased the speed at which he was fucking Anna and Anna could feel herself quickly reaching orgasm and then blowing through it.

She surprised herself when screamed out, "I'm going to come!" And then quickly following that with, "I'm coming!"

As her orgasm subsided and she relaxed Georgia got up and stood next to Richard. "Come on you bad boy, come in this girl now!" With that Georgia smacked him firmly on his ass with her crop. Anna felt Richard lurch into her pussy when Georgia struck him. Georgia waited a few moment before saying again, "Come in her! Now!" She smacked him again, harder, on his ass with her crop. Anna could feel Richard banging harder and harder into her. "What are you waiting for! Come in her!" Georgia yelled and struck him on his ass again and again with her crop.

Each time the crop struck his ass Richard banged into Anna just a bit harder but after the third time Georgia struck him he let out a loud moan and said, "Oh I'm coming!"

Anna could see Richard arch his back a little and she felt his cock swell inside of her and then she felt him shooting his hot cum into her pussy. She had never felt anything quite so arousing and was surprised by very suddenly rising to her own orgasm. As she thrust her hips up slightly she moaned out a series of "oh!" and lost herself in her pleasure.

As their orgasms subsided Georgia slithered down Anna's body and took her face in her hands. Georgia kissed Anna with passion and Anna, unbelievably to herself, responded in kind. She didn't know where these feelings and emotions were coming from but she no longer cared either. The kiss seemed to prolong her somewhat subsided orgasm and then as Georgia moved from the kiss Anna could feel her pussy pulsing from the pleasure it had just experienced.

Richard had stopped fucking Anna and had lain down on the side opposite from where Georgia had laid down. After several minutes of silence Georgia asked, "Well?"

"You could have given me some warning!" Anna snapped back.

"You said you wanted to be surprised."

"But kidnapping and rape were never a part of my fantasy," Anna countered.

"You did surprise me though," Georgia replied.

"Why?"

"I didn't think you were actually a virgin."

"Obviously I was," Anna smiled. "So how about letting me out of these things," she said as she pulled at her binds.

"Who said we're done?" Georgia replied with a grin.



Anna Ch. 02



The ball was held in a private residence on Ceyla, hosted by a former Star and her wealthy husband, the owner of several different mining operations. They had converted their private theater into an auditorium of sorts, and throughout the room were stages, perches, tables and even a tank of water where different Stars would display their talents. Technically it was a place to meet and greet others in the mining trade, but the former Star, now Jacqueline Dulac, knew the value of beauty and engaging companions, not to mention the opportunities a little distraction afforded. She had immediately agreed to Madame Ko's idea of an auction, and had been to meet Anna twice that week. Jacqueline, or Jacki as she insisted on being called, was a surprisingly plain woman, with hair going grey at the temples and comfortable rolls of fat around her midsection and hips. She was cheerful, even-tempered and had perfect manners. Anna had asked Cris about it earlier.

"She's a natural," Cris explained. "Jacki never got any enhancements, she never even dyed her hair. Nothing artificial for her. It really appeals to some men, especially the ones who work in anti-reality sims and stuff like that. Her husband is a theoretician, a really brilliant math guy and a good businessman, but he never did any of the actual mining or building. Jacki was completely real, and he liked that. Liked it enough to ask her to marry him. That was four years ago, I guess, I was a new Star then. They've gotten along pretty well."

Very well, Anna suspected. Jacki had taken to her right away, maybe in part because Anna was also a natural, or nearly. Anna-or Elsiane-was given a corner of the auditorium to herself, complete with hooks, climbing gear, a very rough and realistic rock wall and a simulated shooting chamber. It was equipped with laser cutters, just in case someone wanted to try her skill. The power had been lowered enough that they would only serve as a slight bit of heat, which was alright since the debris flying at the people inside the chamber was illusionary. When cutting asteroids, anything that got jarred loose was a danger, especially since some of the pieces of rock and ice could penetrate pressure suits. You had to be good with the cutter to minimize fragmentation, and even better to burn the pieces that did escape before they clipped you. Anna had been a little unsure about the chamber, but Harriman had insisted. "If they win, they can feel good about themselves. If they lose, then they can admire your skill." He smiled brightly. "Either way, you win. None of the other Stars compete head-on with clients."

There were fifteen other Stars, and they would all have stations in different places. Cris got a center spot, because she was popular and had been bragging to her clients about her new routine for weeks. She and Anna had gotten dressed together. Anna's hands were shaking as she pulled on her skin-tight jumpsuit. It was a parody on a real mining outfit, thin enough to show off her figure, but tough enough to keep the ropes and harnesses from burning her skin. It was pale green, and covered her from the top of her neck to her ankles, fitted with straps in just the right places to enhance her slender curves without making it obvious. Diaphanous folds of cloth hung from her arms and her legs, meant to flare out when she moved.

"A virgin's greatest asset is his or her mystery," Madame Ko had told her a few days earlier. "We want to keep as much of you a secret for as long as possible. You will be alluring, and different, and people will want to see what's underneath. Be calm, be gracious, but don't be overly friendly, that isn't a tack that will work for you. Our Cristabel has been around for quite some time, and what she lacks in mystery, she makes up for in enthusiasm and flair."

And now it was time, and Anna didn't feel ready. Her body trembled as she pulled her hair back into a simple bun, and her hands were shaking so bad that she had to let Cris do her makeup.

"You'll be great, Elsie!" Cris insisted. "Just ignore the people for awhile. Concentrate on your act. Once you start doing those moves you'll relax, I promise." She leaned in and gave Anna a quick kiss on the lips. "It'll be fun, you'll see."

"I know," Anna murmured, trying to reassure herself. 

The Stars got into their positions before the guests arrived, made sure their places were ready and equipped with what they needed. The brunette flame-wielder, whom Anna had learned was called Morgianna, had torches and firepots and a flaming baton. Justin was just working off a two-by-three foot table, and it was more than enough space for him to do his incredible moves. There were others Anna knew less well: Victoria, who spoke and sang in seven different languages, Ramsey, who was amazingly strong and did little more than pose, and Giovanni, a small, slender man who worked like a magician, doing tricks and telling jokes. He also played a number of different musical instruments. He was a Star who advertised more as an amusing companion than sexually, but he got his fair share of business. And how did she stack up? She had the least original act of any of the Stars. Why would miners want to see someone else who could mine? Harriman had assured her that she would be intriguing, but she wasn't so confident now...

It was too late to be unsure. Guests were beginning to enter, first a trickle, then a steady flow. She could hear Jacki's voice above them all, directing them to different entertainments. Anna closed her eyes and got a hand on her equipment. She was working with a rope harness only, and no fasteners to hold her into it. It was just her and the rope. There was a wall in front of her. She shut her mind to the bustle and distraction, and placed her hands on the rope. It was solid and easy to grip. Knotting her toes around the bottom of it, she quickly scaled the rope until she was thirty feet in the air. There were other ropes of different lengths hanging from the ceiling. She had practiced sliding from rope to rope, the acrobatic skill required fairly small but her strength and ease in doing it remarkable. She moved from side to side, rope to rope, across five total, sometimes using one arm, sometimes both, and once just her feet. There was a small crowd of people beneath her, and she could hear their comments, even though she didn't look directly at them.

"This is the virgin?"

"Jacki said she was strong."

"I don't understand this act. What's with the ropes?"

"I think I heard she was a miner before."

"Miners don't work like that. More likely she was an acrobat."

"Miners work like that when they have no other way to work." This was a deeper voice than the others, and very rough. "When they're desperate. Ropes are slung up onto hooks fired into the rock. There are multiple ropes in case one section breaks away in a hurry. This girl was a miner."

"Well, is she a mute miner?" This got a few laughs. "Hey, you! Come down and talk to us."

Now for the tricks. Anna took a deep breath and wrapped the rope she was on around her waist, anchoring herself with one arm while she did. Once the rope was tight, she let go with the arm and came spinning down like a falling flower. She timed her landing perfectly and set down on bare feet in front of a group of people. They were mostly men, with a few ladies on some arms, and there were at least ten of them. Most were fairly innocuous, in dark suits fitted to perfection, but one man was markedly different. He was of average height, and wore a suit similar to the cut of the others, although his was pale grey. But his shoulders were immensely wide, and his head was shaved bare. Across his scalp and face were long, ropy scars, paler and stark against the darkness of his skin. One eye was missing, and his nose was a mass of criss-crossing tissue. His arms were folded, and he looked at her impassively. Anna did her best not to shudder or look away. "Good evening," she said to the group politely.

"Good evening." This was one of the closer men, with diamonds for buttons. He smiled at her. "What's your name?"

"Elsiane, sir."

"Were you a miner, Elsiane?"

"All my life."

"Where?" This was asked by another man, with pale blond hair and a cane.

"Many different places. The Andromeda Chain, Mykros, Devil's Tower, Koreo 11 and 12-"

"I heard the Koreo settlements were wiped out," another man interjected.

"They were." Anna didn't want to talk about that. The scarred man changed the subject.

"Devil's Tower is a rough place to mine. Is that where you learned those tricks?"

"Yes, sir."

"Come from a mining family, then, no one else would try it." He rubbed his chin. "You have experience with the laser cutter?"

"Of course."

"Listen to that!" the pale-haired man exclaimed. "A regular expert, then. Is that why this shooting booth is set up, so you can impress us with your skill?"

"Not at all. It's so you can impress me with yours." Anna smiled. "I'm very new to this profession, as I'm sure you know, and shooting indoors is much different from shooting on the back of an asteroid. I'd love to see some of your technique." This was something Madame Ko had talked to her about: find ways to compliment potential clients. They wanted you to want them. It was working on this man. He handed the cane to an unobtrusive woman standing behind him and stepped forward. 

Anna accompanied him to the laser cutters. There were two, and she let him pick his up first. "The targets are illusionary, of course, but the cutter configuration is genuine. I was using one myself less than a month ago. Would you care to shoot alone, or have me join you?"

"Join, by all means." He gave a smile that was a bit of a smirk. "You can even take the first shots."

"You're too kind." Anna stepped into the simulator next to the pale-haired man, raised the cutter and waited for the debris to appear. Harriman had programmed it to begin slowly and escalate to multiple targets within ten seconds, finishing after only twenty so it wouldn't get boring. The rocks began to appear against the black background. She burned two out of the air easily, then three more. They began to appear faster; she burned nearly thirty over the next fifteen seconds, only missing three. When the simulation ended, she put down the cutter. "You didn't care to join me?" she asked the man.

He was staring at her, aghast. "I don't think so." He put the cutter down and grabbed for his cane. He wasn't very cheery anymore, and Anna's heart sank as she realized she had mishandled him. "Good evening." He turned and stalked off, the small woman following at his heels. Anna stared at his retreating back and sighed.

"Well, I'm not afraid to shoot against you." The man with the diamond buttons stepped up. "Even if you are better than I am." That got a laugh from the crowd. Anna noticed there were more people standing and watching now than there'd been when she'd been doing her rope tricks. She smiled at the man and they started the simulation again. Actually, he was quite good, only burning two fewer rocks than she did. 

This started a string of men, almost all of them former miners, to her corner to try their luck against the new Star. You could tell the ones who hadn't had field experience immediately. Laser cutters were tricky, you had to hold them on a target long enough to vaporize it, something regular shooters didn't understand. Most of them took it well though, and a few of them even burned better than Anna did, which got cheers form the onlookers. Anna remembered to be gracious, to be a bit coy and to answer to Elsiane, and after a little time she let her long hair fall down out of its bun, shimmering across her shoulders and framing her soft oval face. People came and people went, but the man with the horrible scars never left her corner. He didn't say much, and he didn't offer to shoot against her, instead standing and stroking his chin, the only unscarred portion of his ravaged face, looking thoughtful. His skin was dark, dark brown, burned by many different suns through his pressure suit. His single eye, though, was pale green, almost the same shade as the suit she wore. He stood, and stared, and she felt his eye on her even when she was facing the other way.

A woman came over, another former miner, but she wasn't interested in shooting, she wanted to see the rope tricks. She had short black hair and a square face, and was attractive in a blocky sort of way. Anna obliged her and mounted the ropes quickly, a little relieved to be out from under such close scrutiny. She knotted a secure harness around her waist and thighs, then arched her back until she was upside down. She held the pose for a moment, then with a sharp tug undid the knot at her waist. The rope slithered through her thighs, and she fell, fast, face-first towards the mat. A few people in the crowd gasped, and the woman moved forward as if to catch her, but her hand, which had kept a hold on the rope all the way down, suddenly tightened its grip; the rope stopped sliding, and Anna stopped, swaying gently, less than a foot from the ground. She swung back into an upright position, rising slowly, letting her hair cover her face until the last moment. Harriman and Cris had coached her on this: after a fast move, give them slow. Make them want to see more, make it all unexpected. Finally she was upright, and dropped the rope, lifted a slightly-reddened hand to her hair and swept it back into a knot, conscious of the eyes upon her, watching the play of muscles in her arms and across her stomach. She smiled gently at the woman who had made the request. "Does it take you back?" she asked softly.

"We were wild in our youth," the woman admitted. "We used the ropes even when we didn't have to. But I've never seen a display like that before. You have real skill, you could head up a team of your own."

"Now, Matilda." Madame Ko had appeared from out of nowhere, smiling but chill. "She is contracted with me for the time being, don't approach her with job offers until her contract runs out. The bidding for my Stars will begin shortly. If you want to continue your discussion, bid for her." She reached out and took Anna's hand. "Come, Elsiane. It's time for the auction to begin." As they walked away, Madame Ko murmured, "All of the Stars will participate in the auction tonight, but I want to begin with you, to get the most people interested first. You got good traffic tonight, there should be a number of bidders." She handed Anna up onto Cris's stage, then stood down in front.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have for you tonight a rare treat. Elsiane is my newest Star, and she has come to us a virgin. I hope she will be with us for many turns to come, but right now, she is completely pure. If you value a companion with intelligence, beauty, grace and strength, a girl of compelling innocence and power, now is the time to make your statement. The bidding will begin at five hundred credits."

Listening to the description of herself, Anna had to fight not to blush. She didn't feel very powerful at the moment. And five hundred credits! That was more than her family had made in three months of mining. She could see Cris in the background giving her thumbs up, and Morgianne folding her arms, staring coldly. She hoped someone would bid, please, let someone bid and save her from the strange shame she felt building inside her...

"Five hundred." It was Matilda, the dark-haired woman.

"Seven hundred." This from a man she had seen from the ropes, but hadn't talked to.

"One thousand." This was the man with the diamonds, and he was grinning. Anna had liked him. She hoped he won.

"One and three." One thousand and three hundred from another someone she didn't recognize, a strangely tall, slender man who looked like he might topple over at any moment.

"One and five." Matilda countered.

"One and six."

"One and eight."

The bidding went on for a while longer, until Matilda and, unfortunately, the man with the diamonds had good-naturedly dropped out. It was up to three thousand, and that offer had come from the very tall man. Anna knew nothing about him, she hadn't seen him at all that night. Why did he want her? There was a pause. "Three thousand." Madame Ko intoned. "Once...twice..."

"Four."

This came as a surprise to everyone. The voice was grainy and low. Anna didn't have to see him to know it was the scarred man. She felt the unease in her stomach change into a strange mixture of relief and...fear?

"Four thousand." Madame Ko inclined her head to him graciously. "Once...twice..." The tall man shrugged his shoulders. "And our newest Star goes to you, Mr. Varan. Please come forward and sign the contract." Mr. Varan worked his way through the crowd, not difficult for a man of his breadth, and signed the screen that was swiveled towards him. "Elsiane will join you after the rest of the auction is finished and I have had a chance to speak with her. Congratulations on your achievement."

He didn't say anything, just nodded briskly and stepped back. Anna tried, but he wouldn't meet her eyes. She stepped down from the stage with only a slight tremor in her legs, and walked back to where Cris was standing while Justin was brought up.

"Good price!" Cris congratulated her, hugging her and bouncing with pleasure. "I only went for three five at my first auction. I wasn't a virgin, but still, nice display; you must have really impressed Mr. Varan!" She giggled. "Some people call him a freak, I think because he hasn't gotten his face fixed, but they're-"

"Cris!" Anna muttered urgently. "I have no idea who this man is. All I know is he's watched me all night, and he looks like someone tried to kill him! I don't know what to say to him, please, help me!"

"Elsie!" Cristabel smoothed her friend's hair and kissed her cheek. "Everyone is nervous at their first auction. Mr. Varan is a good man. He doesn't give us much business, he spends a lot of time working, he's a miner, I think he had an accident and that's how he got the scars. Anyway, no one really knows, he's very secretive, but he's got an excellent reputation. I haven't been with him myself, but none of the girls ever complained. Madame Ko wouldn't let you go to someone difficult on your first night, don't worry so much."

"What's his first name?" Anna asked, still a bit anxious.

"I don't know. He just goes by Mr. Varan." Cris kissed her cheek again, then glanced at the stage. "It looks like Justin's done, I'm next. I've got to go, Elsie, I'll see you again soon." She bounced off towards the stage, waving at potential patrons and glittering like crystal. Anna found herself next to Morgianne. The woman was still looking at her, nothing friendly in her eyes.

"Not a bad price," she said languidly. "I went for five five when my virginity was at stake."

"How wonderful for you," Anna replied curtly.

"It was. I've demanded the highest prices of any Star since then, and it's been six years now."

"Why are you telling me this?" Anna demanded.

"Because I want to let you know where you stand, "Elsie". You have a good act, you're pretty enough, but you don't know how to respond to your patron's deepest longings. You never will, you're too wrapped up in the past to be much in the present. I suggest you save up and buy your way out soon, because your prices are only going to decline from here." She smiled faintly. "Speaking as a friend, of course. You don't want me for an enemy."

"No I don't," Anna affirmed. She remembered something then. "Otherwise I would have to tell the Madame."

The smile dropped off of Morgianne's face; she scowled and raised one sharp-nailed finger towards Anna. "Don't you dare threaten me with Madame Ko!" she hissed. "You have no idea what she's capable of!"

Anna was shocked at her vehemence. She tried to think of something to say, but nothing would come. Morgianne lowered her hand, composed herself, and ignored Anna completely until Cris was back, then went on the stage herself.




Anna Ch. 02



It was another hour before all the Stars had been auctioned for the evening, and the guests were in high spirits, drunk on wine and the amusement of it all, and some looking forward with great anticipation to their evenings. Madame Ko spoke briefly with each Star, detailing their contract, before sending them to their companions. She spoke with Anna last.

"Your contract is for two nights: tonight, all day tomorrow and that night. Mr. Varan will escort you back to my home on the third day, before the center hour. I'll check on you tomorrow. You have the credit slip with you?"

"Yes."

"It's also a transmitter and receiver specifically modulated to my communication system. The slip will glow if I've called and you haven't picked up for some reason. To respond, just touch the glowing middle line. If you don't respond at some time tomorrow, I'll assume your contract needs to be terminated early and pick you up. Do you understand?"

"I understand..."

"Good." Her face softened for a moment. "Just be strong, like I know you can be. Things are happening fast, but I see great potential in you. Try to relax and enjoy yourself."

"Yes, Madame."

"Good." She pointed to the far side of the room, which was beginning to empty. "Your companion is waiting for you."

Anna took a slow breath, then straightened her shoulders and walked over towards the crowd. Gentlemen and ladies moved aside for her, smiling, some ignoring her, others watching with curiosity to see how she would handle herself with "the freak", Mr. Varan. He was standing against the wall, arms crossed, waiting for her to come to him. She couldn't make out an expression on his face. It was hardly a face, just a mass of scars, rendering him unemotional, impervious. Anna walked straight to him and held out her hand. Her fingers were trembling, and she hated that she couldn't control it. He had pity on her, though, and took her hand. "Let's go." He held her arm and walked her out of the auditorium, to the flyer that was waiting inside the pressurized zone. It was simple, and there was no driver. He handed her into the passenger seat, then moved around and stepped into the driver's. The doors locked and the car pressurized. "Are you ready?" he asked her in his grainy voice.

"I am," Anna replied.



Anna Ch. 02



This is the second part of the story of Anna. Thanks for all those who encouraged me to keep writing. I hope people enjoy this second part and thanks for the feedback and encouragement. I do not pretend to be any sort of writer, just someone who likes this site and wants to contribute. 



"Hello John," said Anna. The voice stopped me in my tracks. I recognised it but still had to look round. The local post office was the last place I expected to see her for the first time since our brief encounter. Just before I could answer the post office clerk asked if she could help me and I turned round and sorted out my recorded delivery letter. When served, I moved out of the way to let Anna approach the counter.

I looked her up and down. Considering I had spent more time thinking about this women's body than anything else over the last three days, the reality of seeing her for real was all a little disappointing. I had continued to build her up in my imagination but this chance meeting was a sharp dose of reality. Even so, my cock stirred in my pants. Anna had that effect on me. It wasn't that I found her drop dead stunningly gorgeous, there was just something inside me that I couldn't help. She knew I was waiting and smiled uncomfortably as she walked away from the counter towards me.

"I'll walk back with you," I said, referring to the half mile it was to our street where we lived. We started walking but I realised this was a bad idea as I had nothing to say other than expressing my desire to fuck her brains out. I think she knew this.

"Button holding up is it?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Yes thanks" I said, glad of the opportunity to speak. There was more silence. I was just about to ask, "Can...."

"Look!" she said, "You're my son's best friend. What I did was wrong and I'm sorry it happened. I'd be really grateful if we can both just forget about it. No one needs to know anything. I'm a wife and mother and nothing can happen."

Silence. 100 yards later and we are still walking in silence. I'm trying to pluck up the courage to tell her that I want to fuck her in every room in her house but in the space of one sentence she had erased our brief encounter from the record and gone back to being an untouchable fantasy. As we passed my house I stopped at the end of the path.

"Are we cool?" she asked. I smiled at her and nodded. She smiled back but stared as if she needed convincing.

"We're cool," I said and she walked on. I stood their watching her walk away. Without thinking I said, "If I ever pop another button, I know where to come." She kept walking but then turned round and smiled back. 

The next few occasions when our paths crossed were annoyingly ordinary. I helped move some furniture once and quite enjoyed getting the forth corner of a table with her husband Ken and son James at the other end. It was close enough physical proximity to give me a hard on that required urgent relief later that day. Looking back I probably saw less of Anna in the following months despite the fact I was constantly fantasizing about her. Then a couple of things happened. First I got a new girlfriend, and about that time Anna split with James' dad. 

My new girlfriend was called Jane. A boring name for an amazing girl. 19 years old and stunningly attractive. A blonde, she had a fantastic body and a calm maturity about her. The story about how we met and everything deserves its own separate story so I won't go into too much detail here but Jane was everything an 18-year-old lad could want for in a girlfriend. Jane didn't talk, she purrrrrrred. The sound of her voice was like a drug to me. She was even quite possessive which I took as a complement that meant she really liked me. For me it was love at first sight. After about a couple of minutes I was crazy about her and within a month or two of starting to see her she was the only girl for me. I stopped thinking about Anna.

Anna's marriage ended when her husband, Ken, left. I never found out the reason. There were three versions of the truth floating around and I wasn't that interested. James got a job and withdrew a bit so I saw less of him and less of his mother. I saw Anna a couple of times when I was out with Jane, so she knew I had a girlfriend. I also bumped into Anna a few times when she was out with Rachel who was another friends mother and the best looking by a mile.

Some time later, Rachel and her husband split. So Anna and Rachel start seeing even more of each other. There were a few stories about how they upset the other mothers in the village flirting with various husbands. These stories grew into all sorts of fantasies but even though most of what was said was untrue, I think Anna and Rachel were undoubtedly more "up for it" than they had been during the course of their marriages.

Fast forward about another 4 months. Keep reading as this is where it gets interesting. Jane and I booked a badminton court. We tried tennis but she hated it. Tennis needed too much running around. So then she needed another excuse to show off her perfect figure in white shorts and t-shirt so badminton was next on the list. We booked at the local sports club. It was attached to a really smart hotel that had gone bust so the club had limited but really nice facilities. Non-members could just book and play so a lot of locals had taken to using the indoor courts. There were two courts for badminton. 

Before I go any further, I have to say that when we got ready to go, Jane looked amazing. She was 19 and had perfect tanned legs and a lovely slim figure. Her arse was really nicely shaped and looked great in her white shorts. Her tits were also a lovely size, very round in shape, and I was looking forward to seeing them bounce when she jumped about on court.

When Jane and I arrived, guess who was on the other court... Rachel and Anna. The sexiest mother on the planet was playing badminton with the mother I had fantasized about since the day she sucked my cock dry.

"Hi Guys!" shouted Rachel being really friendly.

"Hi" interrupted Jane before I had a chance to speak. After a few more pleasantries we just got on with our games side by side on the two courts. I was on the same side of the net as Anna was. I think Jane made sure of it so I couldn't get too close to Rachel who was a little too attractive for Jane's liking. This gave me plenty of opportunity to eye up Anna.

Anna had a short white skirt on and a white sleeveless t-shirt. Even though she wasn't fat, her middle-aged legs looked much bigger than my girlfriends. Not as tanned and the skin was not as smooth. I still found my eyes drawn to her. I'm not sure if Anna did it on purpose but she bent over a couple of times giving me a full view of her rear. She was wearing nice tight white knickers and I couldn't help staring between her legs as she bent over. I don't know whether the right description is a bulge or a mound but there was a lovely mass of pussy shape in her knickers as she bent over. I tore my eyes away and kept stealing glances. My cock was at maximum floppy size without getting hard. It felt really nice.

Jane had noticed me staring and started really hitting the shuttlecock hard. I just parried her hardest strokes back. I think Anna and Rachel knew something was up as they stopped and watched. Jane lost the final point and was a little out of breath.  

"Lets play doubles," shouted Rachel. Before anyone could answer she marched onto the court next to Jane and said, "I'll be on your team and Anna will play with John". Anna just looked at me and shrugged. Jane didn't make a fuss and we all started playing. We had a lot of fun. Jane seemed to relax and stop worrying about who I was watching. Anna was cool and as my playing partner, we exchanged a few knowing looks, offered encouragement and even shared a couple of high fives. We won on the very last point and Anna squealed with delight and gave me a friendly hug. I enjoyed the feel of her body and her smell hit me. I had forgotten it but it reminded me of the last time we hugged when she sucked me off. My cock responded this time and twitched in my shorts. I think Anna felt it against her leg because she suddenly broke away and stepped back blushing just a little.

"One more game, this time I'll play with Anna and you play with John," said Rachel instinctively knowing it was Jane she had to persuade. Jane agreed and we started another game. "Lets make it interesting," said Rachel, "The losers have to cook dinner tomorrow night!" Jane looked at me. I shrugged so she turned back and agreed. That was it and the bet was set.

We played our game and won. Rachel said that she would cook us dinner and we were invited round to her house the following evening. With that, Rachel and Anna took off leaving Jane and I to play on our own. We discussed the invitation and decided it wouldn't be so bad. Jane and me played for another 20 minutes and left the court. As we were leaving to go to the changing room, Jane spotted the sauna from the days when it was a hotel and nodded at the door. 

"Go and get stripped off and meet me in there in 2 minutes" she suggested. This wasn't such a bad idea. Spending a little time steaming with my beautiful girlfriend was just about the best thing I could think of. I went back to the men's changing room and returned in just a white towel wrapped round my waist. Jane was true to her word and she was wearing a towel tucked in around the tits to stop it falling. It only just covered her arse and she looked a real knockout with her blond hair tied up. She smiled and pushed me towards the door clearly wanting me to go in first.

We both walked in but quickly realised we were not alone. Rachel was lying face down on her towel but completely naked and Anna was on a higher up bench lying face up, also completely naked.

"Oh" said Anna, lifting her nearest leg up to hide her bush. She was shocked.

"Come on in guys" said Rachel without looking round. 

Shit. This was too much. Jane reacted quickest and asked if they minded, she wasn't going to be seen to chicken out and strolled straight past me into the middle of the sauna. She slowly unhooked her towel and looked round for somewhere to place it giving all of us a full view of her magnificent body. 

"Great ass" complimented Rachel who scanned Jane's tanned figure. "You're a lucky man John"

"Hell!" said Anna, "what I wouldn't give to look that good"

I quickly found somewhere to sit down. I sat with my back to a wall facing Jane and not facing Anna and Rachel who were over to my left. I could easily see both of them if I turned and I was dying to check them both out. My cock was swollen without being hard. I knew what was coming next before it happened.

"Come on John, towel off!" Rachel was the boldest.

"No fucking way" I said, "It stays on"

"It's nothing we haven't seen before," said Anna. I couldn't believe this confession thinking she was referring to the blowjob she had given me, but she soon qualified the statement. "You used to spend many a summers day as a young boy running round my garden in the paddling pool with James"

"Yeah come on," said Jane. "Give us all a view of that lovely body." That was it. Three against one! I stood on the bench that I had been sitting on and turned my back to the two older women and removed my towel. Jane was laughing as the others wolf whistled. They only got to see my butt. I placed my towel on the higher bench and lay on it, face down. I'm sure Anna and Rachel got a flash of cock as I positioned myself. We all proceeded to bullshit a little and relax.

I lay on my front with my head turned to the side facing the two older mothers but with my eyes closed. Jane was below me and couldn't see my face. The others could. As they talked between themselves they suggested I was asleep. I wiggled my eyebrows to indicate I wasn't but kept my eyes shut, as I was content to just listen. I could peep a little though when I squinted and could see Anna. She still had her leg bent up so it hid her pussy. Her tits looked ok though. Rachel moved from resting on her front and turned to face my side of the room leaning on her side. I could see her full on. Tits were great for a woman around the 40 mark and her lovely trimmed bush was giving me a hard on just looking at it. She was really beautiful but her face betrayed unease or some sort of troubled thought pattern.

Rachel started talking to Jane about how nice Jane's body was again. "John must really get turned on seeing that body," she said. I wiggled my eyebrows but kept my eyes shut. "Do you two get a lot of privacy?" asked Rachel. Jane purred a cool as you like answer about getting everything she wanted from me and she couldn't be happier. Jane then returned the complement saying Rachel was also very attractive.

Rachel went quiet for a moment and then she started to speak. She spoke with such emotion and honesty that in the next few minutes she would reveal herself completely to us. Not just her body but also the torment in her mind.

"Its not enough just to be attractive. You have to connect with a man and make it last. Look at me. God gave me a face that draws men to me. I'm physically blessed but its all bullshit. All my life men have been giving me attention. Friends of my husband would flirt and hit on me, friends of my son have always been tongue tied around me. I know they probably go home and jerk off. I'm just an object. When do I count as a person? When do my feelings mean anything? I bet John jerked off thinking about me a few times." Rachel was pouring her heart out now with emotion in her voice. Jane was silent and so was Anna. I raised my eyebrows without opening my eyes.

"You are beautiful Rachel," interrupted Anna.

"So are you Anna, I bet he jerked off to you as well. In fact I bet he thinks you are more attractive than me. Hey John, who's more attractive, me or Anna?" Rachel threw the question at me with a tone demanding an answer.

This was a tricky one. Rachel was more beautiful physically but there was something about Anna that got me. Everyone would admit to fancying Rachel but I still had never confessed my totally irrational attraction to Anna. There was just something about her. When I was close to her, she aroused me. Over the last few months, I kept finding myself daydreaming about her. Back there in the sauna, I opened my eyes and she was staring at me. Both women had split with their husbands in the last few months. Both needed to feel attractive. Could I give an honest answer and say Anna. Could I finally open up about my secret desire for her and confess I preferred her to the physically perfect specimen that was Rachel. I looked at Anna and looked into her eyes. Rachel was far more attractive but I was far more attracted to Anna. It made no sense at all.

"Well" I said, being diplomatic and buying a little time. There was no point bullshitting so I went for it, "Rachel is right, there have been times in the past when I have jerked off thinking about both of you. But I'm with Jane now. I'm crazy about her and although seeing you both today with nothing on would have been a huge fantasy not long ago, I can honestly say I'm all Jane's." I waited for Anna's response. She let out the breath she had been holding and relaxed her body. I had bottled it. I still couldn't confess my secret attraction to her.

Jane reached her hand up to touch me and thanked me for my answer. All I could think about was Anna's reaction. Anna just changed the subject. Within a few minutes we were talking about something else and had all moved on. It relaxed the mood a little and my hard cock softened slightly. I also had chance to think this whole situation over. There I was, naked with my girlfriend and two of my friend's mothers discussing jerking off and who I found the most attractive. It was all a bit unreal but I was also making mental notes of their mature naked bodies that would probably last me a lifetime. 

Jane seemed to understand Rachel's little outburst and over the next few minutes the conversation became more just those two with Anna and me only listening. I was looking at Anna the whole time but the other two couldn't see this. Rachel had turned away from me now and was just lying face down with her eyes closed. The conversation turned to sex again and Jane started to open up a little. Rachel was probing her about our sex life and Jane was just talking in her beautiful voice with a relaxing calmness. It seemed ok to be open about these things and Jane started to give more details. 

She then started to talk about our first time and as she did, Rachel quietly slipped her hand down her side and under her own body. I didn't realise it at first but Rachel was touching herself. Facing away from Jane and me, lying face down, the beautiful blonde sex object was gently stroking herself in an almost invisible way that was just causing ever so slight twitches in her body. Jane just kept talking about our first time and how we had undressed slowly and climbed into bed. She went into detail about how slowly we built up to the moment of penetration and how wet she felt before she took my cock and slipped it into her. 

Anna had noticed and was looking back and forth between Rachel and me. We both smiled at each other to indicate we knew what was going on. After a couple of minutes Rachel's body was becoming even more animated and her legs opened slightly to allow herself better access. Her butt was moving slightly in a rhythmic way starting slowly but getting faster. Trying not to show it she brought herself to a seemingly gently climax, letting out a soft moan and breathing heavily a few times. Anna just stared. I was hard again. Jane finished her story. The site of Rachel's body twitching through an orgasm had pre-cum oozing from my swollen cock. 

Anna also was affected by this show. She sat up and lifted both knees to rest her arms on them. In this position I could see between her legs and finally had a view of her pussy. She looked at me and could see me staring. I didn't care and she didn't either. I think Anna needed to cum too but didn't have Jane's carefree attitude enough to bring herself off in front of us all. As I kept my eyes locked between Anna's legs, she made no effort to move or cover herself and just looked back at me seeking eye contact. I smiled and she smiled back.

"Feel better now?" asked Jane in a friendly voice. Jane had known all along that she was talking Rachel to an orgasm. What a day! I had just witnessed Jane talking about our sex life in graphic detail with Rachel fingering herself not 15 feet from where I was sitting. 

Rachel turned again to face us, her face flushed but content. She smiled at Jane and closed her eyes. I reached down to Jane to touch her. Just a gentle stoke to say I approved of what she had just done. Silence fell upon us with me staring at Anna but reaching out to Jane and just stroking the skin on her arm.

Jane asked Rachel how she ever found the confidence to do that. Rachel tried to explain it was more about a lack of confidence and the need for reassurance that drove her to it. She started to get upset a little as she again began to pour her heart out. Blonde, beautiful but clearly hitting some stage in her life where she was feeling less attractive and the impact of her marriage breaking up was coming to the surface. Within a few moments she just got up, grabbed a towel and ran out. 

Jane was startled. "What did I say? She asked me. 

"Dunno," I said. "You better go an check on her". I realised as I made this suggestion, that if Jane did leave it would be just me an Anna in the sauna. My cock twitched again. I sat up on the bench. Jane agreed and stood up to leave. She wrapped a towel around herself then looked at Anna and me in turn. I don't think she suspected in anyway what I was thinking even though I had earlier confessed to jerking off thinking about Anna in the past. 




Anna Ch. 02



Malcolm scooped four sweets into his pockets and then ran upstairs to his room. There his mother, the teaching sub, was opening his window. 

'What you doing mum?' He pondered.

'Your room stinks of cum, that's all.' She explained.

'Oh.' He said taking out his four sweets and dumping them onto his desk. One seemed to fall without making any sound he noticed. Upon closer inspection he found one sweet wrapper with no sweet inside. What kind of magic was that? 

'Did you eat my sweet while it was in my pants?' He accused her. 'No.' She replied.

'Ok.' He said pigeon toe walking up close till he stood over her. She was a tiny midget but one was shaped like an adolescent pear. He must have been quite intimidating for her at times, especially since his growth spurt only came alive last summer; that's when he grew like a freak. It caught Anna by surprise, but she adjusted quickly. The only change that was apparent was that he was physically superior in every way and could use this to his advantage anytime he felt; like now.

She continued to dust the fairly clean desk despite his proximity, which had never been a problem in the past and nor could she imagine in the future. Without doubt, she had not failed to take note of intentions after the mistake of yesterday. She had not slept well during the night, as she was consumed by the thoughts of her actions. For a mother to stroke her son's large cock with her own feet was one thing but to not recognise she had stepped over the line for a full 10 minutes of stroking had her dumbfounded. 

Malcolm bunched her hair at the back into one ponytail but her hair was too short and full-bodied for such a style; had he a ribbon to hold it in place. She tried not to look in the dashboard mirror as his massive hands engulfed her slender neck. She felt a tingling around the jugular and under her chin. She could hear the buzz of a hedge-cutter from a neighbour's distant lawn and feel the slap of his hand as it spanked her ass. She jerked slightly not expected it. 

'Mum?' Malcolm muttered under his ragged breath.

'Are you finishing up here?' He asked. She was acting like a real busy body. Her brows pinched and eyes and mind on keeping the house clean. After her birthday treat she had been acting up, like it was a mistake; maybe it was, but he had seen the look on her face and observed the expressions of lust on her face. He knew she was game. The whole experience was unexpected; and he had never felt so worked up before. But his mum's flirtatious behaviour was merely a red herring because she left him in the lurch, dick looking up to the heavens, before he even began oozing any pre-cum. 

The number she wore today was sporty and in line with the basking sun outside. He had his hands rested on her tiny shoulders, with digits on the straps of her white vest; tight and hanging low at the neck. A bra helped to create a nice bust. For bottoms, she wore a pair of blue tights that wrapped her lower body well. Anna knew her ass was sexy and wanted to show it off any chance she got, although admittedly she had not banked on Malcolm seeing it as an object of erotic desire. He smacked his mother's hot ass again; there was a nice THAPP! Sound from that spank. The cheek wobbled before settling. 

'Malcolm!' She said annoyed.  

'You know what?' He said holding the underside of her face.

'Huh?' She squirmed uncomfortably.

He put his thumbs into the hem of her waistband, inside her hips and tugged it down a little, maybe an inch.

'You blow hot and cold.' He told her, tugging down some more. He just had to see it again. Her pussy was calling to him and he could not let the mind shut him down again. But her behaviour was quickly readjusting and he loosened his hold on her as a result.

She put her hands on his and leaned her head back onto his chest. She wanted to explain it to her son, how they could not consummate their lust for each other, but he was so strong and powerful that she feared his reaction. Even now as she was trying to remove his hands, to stop him from peeling her stretchy jogging pants down, he was not budging. She looked at herself in the mirror on the desk and saw this ripped beast of a young stud, with his shirt off, trying to get into her pants, and she had dreamed of such moments in the past. The only difference was that they were not dreams that involved Malcolm. 

She watched as her pants lowered slowly down to her thatch. He had promised to shave it. His lips pressed against her neck and he sniffed the aroma from her body. It was so enticing and erotic. She loosened up and turned about to face him; her face tilted up to greet his eyes. His hands slipped into her pants until they each held one ass cheek. 

'Nice! Mum! Your butt is mine!'

'Ok.' She accepted. 

'It's so fucking soft!' He said deliriously excited as he squeezed and pressed on her pillows. She gasped and felt herself blush as her son helped himself to his mother's naked bum with his rough builder's hands. It wasn't what she wanted at all and could not think of how to stop him; he was far too strong. But then he seemed to be really enjoying himself and she had to admit it was infectious. 

She seemed to be warming to his touch and after a while he could hear her breathing irregularly. 'I'm not cold.' She told him.

'No, mum, you're hot!' He laughed squeezing her gyrating butt.

She gave a sexy smile, batted her eyelids and lifted her feet up to stand on her toes; stretched out with her lips in an 'O' he dipped low to receive a motherly kiss. It started with a cautious incestuous peck on the lips and gradually became more and more intense as the afternoon wore on. 

'Mmmm Yum!' Anna moaned as Malcolm bore down on her.

Mwahhh! Lick!! Lick!! Suck!! 

'Yeahh Mum!' He groaned as he took half her face in his mouth.

Suck!! Suck!! Suck!! 

The slow exploration of each other was not halted by the creeping light of the sun that beamed out from the window. But as it enveloped them entirely, they readjusted their footing and migrated somewhat away.

She bit his chin playfully and grinned like a maniac, thus drawing her in to bite him on the neck and his nipples.

'Mmmmmm.' She moaned as they made out. In between kisses she muttered requests such as for the odd buddy tap.

He squeezed her spongy ass; slapped it, lifted it, scrunched it, he loved it; Anna's hot sexy mom's ass. She moaned or giggled depending on what he did and sometimes as they kissed she would bare her teeth after a smile. She opened them to let his tongue dive in.

Lumn! Lumn! Lumn!

'Oh Malcolm!' She grunted.

'Oh Baby!'

'Oh cupcake!'

Lumn! Lumn! Mwah! Mwah!

Suck! Suck!

She took his tongue in her mouth and sucked on it like it was his dick. She kissed and licked on it and sucked and sucked with a lot of drive and energy. A humming sound came from her through and heavy breathing through her nose as she extracted strings of saliva from her son. She wanted him to fuck the shit out of her. 

'You.. Lumn... taste...Lumn Lumn.... So good!' She moaned.

She lifted herself up so he could spank her ass and then he eased her into him further so she could feel his bulge propping out. 

'Oh Malcolm you cheeky cheeky boy.' She beamed in copious delight. 

What a horny little sexy incest bitch she was. A sex demon without the horns and sent from hell to fuck her son so that he could join her down there. Her hands roamed all over his hair and face, sometimes settling on his shoulders. He lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Now she was looking down on him as she lay into him with her sticky, horny lips. She smiled at the way he lifted her so effortlessly, she was impressed by his Herculean strength and his muscles; she loved those.

'God! You're SUCH a beast!' She cooed.

'He kissed her little neck and carried her out of the room and down the corridor.

'Where are you talking me lover?' She said in a half daze.

'Gonna do something about your pubes.' He announced.

He opened the bathroom door and deposited his mother onto the floor. He pulled off her pants and vest and removed his clothes. He was really excited. Anna just sat there like a patient on a doctor's bed about to be examined. He left her for a moment and returned with some warm water and a shaving blade. 

'Aah, it's that time is it.' She said easing her legs apart.

They continued to disperse until her legs were wide open and her wet vagina was hoping it had tentacles so it could grab his dick and insert it inside her pussy. 

'Is this good for you Malcolm?' She groaned. Her big toes wiggled on their own approvingly. She had a habit of doing that a lot; wiggling those sexy toes. It was like someone who had a nervous tick, except with her it was toes and feet and the more excited she was the more she ticked.

He smiled and blushed with her; it felt wrong at times, when they're eyes would meet and linger. Not able to clarify what was happening and what was acceptable from what wasn't. He had already forced himself on her and she had conceded, but had she resisted further he was not certain what would have happened. As it stood, the pink lips of her pussy were uncovered and inviting, as was the expression of its keeper. 

He pressed her chest so that she leaned back and scuttled close to sit in front of her on the shiny tiled floor; Anna herself was planted on a small green rug, completely relaxed and an un-removable smile on her lips. 

'Don't you ever shave?' He asked.

'I don't know; I like a hairy pussy.' She explained giving him a really cute shrug of her chin.

'Guy's normally like it bald; or with a trimmed design. Like a big V or a vertical line heading up from the clitoris.' He explained with hand signals that made her laugh. He was just being technical with his porn. 

'Honey, you can do ANYTHING you want.' She said opening her legs even more, her toes wiggling faster, like someone was tickling the underside of her feet with an invisible feather. 

He held one of her thighs for support as he brought the blade down for a sweep of her pubes from below her naval area. Anna twitched and gyrated her hips at a slow rhythm. He dipped the first swipe into the bowl of warm water to shake it clear of her pubes and swiped again; down and then from an angle following V line. Several swipes on and her naval area was becoming visible. 

'I love you Malcolm. Do you love mummy too?' She moaned.

'Oh yes!' He said shaving his mother's pussy.

He applied some gel and rubbed it in to her mound thoroughly until it turned a foamy white, with her curly hair all in a mousse. She looked at him and blew him a dreamy maternal kiss. 

'Even you weren't immune from my charms.' He said waving the foamy blade at her.

'No, I wasn't. No one can resist you; especially not me.' She said with a dirty grin. 

Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!

He stroked the upper part of her mound and it felt amazing; wet and slick. She lay down on her back and her legs were open 180 degrees as he went about his business of creating a trimmed taco. He gave her a long vertical line.

'Mmmm you should shave me more often.' She suggested. It was a good idea. They were both so horny, it was easy to accept any suggestion, except anything to do with doorbells. This time if it rang, he somehow was confident she would not want to open it.

Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!

'That's it baby yeahh! That's it!' She moaned.

'I like it like that!' She said touching her wet, hairless mound.

He opened the crack between her cheeks and shaved that area last. She really was a hairy assed bitch he thought. But it made him horny. He slapped her ass and she yelped joyfully. 

'That's right – spank mummy! Spank her hard!' She ordered.

Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!

Malcolm had finished. He dropped the blade into the bowl and looked at his masterpiece; a spread-eagled horny mum, with a trimmed pussy. Not a bad day's work!

'So...' He began, slapping both her upper thighs 'let's clean up and start fucking.' 

She agreed and he helped her to her feet. They waltzed over to the shower cubicle and he pulled out the nozzle. She got in like a good girl and water sprinkled out through the head. He aimed at her pussy and she brushed down with her hands to help remove any clung bits of hair. They tongued each other at the same time, both heads cocked out. Her lips tasted good; like ice cream. She ate that a lot. He considered feeding her some later on. She was so submissive anything was possible. 

He finished washing her off and then towelled her down as they both walked out of the bathroom naked and hand in hand. 

He noticed she was blushing. 'What's wrong mum?' 'Nothing... I just feel like.... You know... You're my boyfriend.' She said averting her daze. He smiled and kissed her on the head.

'Sally's my girlfriend silly.' He said.

They went back to his room and he sat down on his swivelling chair with Anna on his lap, facing him. She seemed somewhat hurt by his comments and moved away when he tried to kiss her.

'You're my mum... and... that's how I want to keep it. What do you say?' He suggested.

She shrugged and curled her toes, only one side of her face in his line of sight. She liked to shift her lower body weight from her hips and also her face by using the muscles in her neck. That was part of her appeal; her inability to keep still. It stimulated his cock no end.

She tapped his shoulder with one finger habitually. If he was wearing a collar, she would be twirling it between her finger and thumb affectionately. All of her motherly mannerisms were still switched on and she applied them just as much as before, now that she had the green light to seduce him.

Her wet pussy was dripping and finding its way onto his lap. She was hornier than any girl he had seen naked before him, and he had seen many; even older women. They normally knew how to make the sex last longer, which is why he preferred to fuck a woman as opposed to a girl. Sally was like that; naïve and up for it, but still really inexperienced. He would call her after this; invite her round, see if a threesome was on the cards.

He often did think ahead of himself but it was something he couldn't help. Everyone thought he was great and it was hard not to believe it.

He swivelled around in his chair and buddy tapped the top of his mother's ass cheeks. She was a typical mother; she just didn't want to share him with anyone else. He brought her face up by pushing up her chin and stroked her soft face.

'You can only be my mother, understand?' He told her.

She shrugged again with her eyes gleaming but she could not look at him. 

'I think... the only reason you make me so... horny, is because you're so fucking annoying. That's why I want to fuck you. Otherwise, I'm not interested in you.'

It was a blow to the stomach but she recovered quickly. She wiped away her tears and he wiped her nose. 

'Kiss me.' He demanded.

She leaned forward like a seasoned slave and planted her soft, sweet sticky lips against his. She was very obedient. She kissed his neck, his chin and lips, applying constant pecks over and over. Suddenly he was feeling very instructional and what allowed this to happen was Anna. His mother had become this clingy incest nymph that was addicted to the scent of her son's cock, but he wasn't complaining.

The chair creaked as he leaned back further into it; his weight created a lull in the setting and sunk down a little as a result. Anna adjusted her ass on Malcolm's thighs. 

'Can you be my daddy?' She asked politely, placing a finger to her lips..

'Sure I can hon.' He said to his mother combing her short hair back and drawing her in to him. She pressed her bald cunt into him; let it rub against his thigh as she cocked forward with tongue primed for assault like a pro; her hands cupped his smooth balls as she had saucy mouth sex with him.

The chair wheezed as he launched up, carrying her off the floor; they're mouth's performing lots of horny exchanges. 'Mmmm!' She giggled as strings of saliva stretched out between them. She was hot and steamy and had a trimmed pussy, all of the signs of a woman who needed to be satisfied, even if she was his mother.

Lumn! Lumn! Mwah! Mwah! Suck! Lumn! Mwah!

He hurled her onto his bed and she bounced a few times before settling on her back. She put her knees up and closed her legs. Malcolm cast an eye over his window momentarily; the neighbours across the street might get a nice surprise if they were perverted enough. He was normally quite careful about these things, especially after his long and eventful history of masturbating; quite illustrious to say the least. But now he was so horny he didn't care. 

'You've been caught before.' His mother teased, reminded him of the time he was stroking his cock in the garage with some slick oil and she propped her head through the door to say hi. At the time she just thought it was what boys did, and he had his back to her so she never did catch a glimpse but certainly heard the strokes and the moaning. 

Malcolm brushed his big tool to show her what a beast it was and clambered up to her. 

'Do you still want that cake, bitch?' He grinned.

She liked it when he called her bitch. She wondered what else she liked as he peeled her legs apart. 

'Hmmmm.' She moaned as her legs were up in the air and her son was in between them. Her cunt was glistening and begging for his huge meat pole to slide in. 

'Baby?' She moaned.

'Yes ma?' He replied.

'Fuck mummy.' She whispered erotically.

He stroked the full length of both his mum's thighs, further stretching her pink cunt lips. The dark trimmed pubic line looked glorious. He had wanked off to many pictures online of babes that posed like this. He had even put his mothers face on such women and posted them online. Having horny strangers beat off on his mother was quite a feeling. The whole idea of humiliating her systematically was very appealing. 

'Not yet.' He said inserting a finger all the way inside her vagina. She squirmed and placed her hands near her pussy, inching closer and closer to it in an attempt to contain the internal throbbing. 

'Hmmmm.' She moaned, licking her lips, occasionally tossing her head from left to right.

'Please.' She begged. 'I need your cock baby, I need your cock.' She moaned. Malcolm rubbed his pre-cum on her thigh and collapsed on top of his tiny mother. She all but disappeared under him. He manoeuvred up and started working on her lips.

Lumn! Lumn! Mwah! Mwah! Suck! Lumn! Mwah!

Her little body was strong and squirmed like a snake against him; it knew how to grind and even control the way he moved. 

There was no question, she simply had to have her son one way or another; she had to have his cock in her or she would kill him.

She ruffled his hair as he began a descent; his lips trailing from hers to her neck and flat chest. He stationed himself there for a while sucking on her pointy nipples like a hungry boy, making the kind of sucking sounds he would find her making outside of intercourse. She didn't understand his problem; after all, it was normal to peel open her lips after a every few seconds in her mind. Certainly the sound of her peeling lips might have been a tad loud and distracting but now she figured he wouldn't mind so much.

As she played with his hair she was reminded of her position in the family; as a mother and sex slave and nothing more. She was disappointed as she wanted some romance; she wanted to be his lover and his mother. 

Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck!

'Oh baby!' 'Oh baby yeahh!'

He looked up and gave a dirty smile as his tongue gave her nipple an ice-cream lick. He was thinking 'God! I'm actually fucking my mum!' and she was thinking 'I love being my son's whore.' As the toes, at the far end of her pointy legs wiggled joyously.




Anna Ch. 02



He spat on her nipples and lubricated them with his spit and her sweat before descending further down. He kissed her belly button, her stomach, and licked her trimmed line. 

'Fucking hot pussy!' He shouted as he kissed her clitoris. 

'Oh Yeahh baby!' She moaned.

'Lick it baby lick it!!'

The taste of Anna's wet cunt was glorious. He licked it from bottom to top. Sucked on it and kissed it frequently.

'Oh fuck Yeahh baby!' She moaned.

'Lick it baby lick it!!'

Mwah! Lick! Lick! Lick! Suck! Suck! Kiss! Kiss! Lumn! Lumn!

'Ohhh Babby! Ohh Babbby! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Her ass was moving up and down, the bed was creaking loudly, the neighbours might have been watching, but they only concentrating on fucking the complete shit out of each other. 

Lick my FUCKING PUSSY YEAHH!

'Lick your mummy's FUCKING PUSSY! Lick it! Lick it!' She shrieked.

She loved her son's tongue and the way he rubbed the top of her clit as he licked. He knew how to please a woman in bed and that was a good assurance.

'Oh baby baby fuck me!!

'Fuck your mummy!' She begged and quivered and moaned.

Creak! Creak! Creak! Went the noisy bed.

He mounted his mother, kissing the moist contours of her incestuous body all the way up to her glossy teacher's lips; she tasted salty with heaped sprinkles of lust. He could happily roam up and down licking her skin until he got to the bone, she was that tasty.

Lumn! Lumn! Lumn!

She was so receptive, her lips always willing to part for his tongue; her playful side always being creative and inventive.

He placed his cock on the entrance of his mother's cunt and she begged him to push it in. She was so wet, all 8 inches of his rock slid in the first time of asking. Anna gasped.

'FUCK ME!!!!' She cried.

She was so little he could kill her with his dick but she was so hungry he just carried on banging her. Sweat was flying off her ass like sparks about to ignite a fire. He was slapping her up with a constant hammer drive that saw her face both pain and pleasure at the same time. 

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

Yeahh! Yeeahh! Oh Yeahhh!

Yeahh! Yeahh! Oh Yeahhh!

SCHLOPP! SCHLOPPP! SCHLOPPP!

SCHLOPP! SCHLOPPP! SCHLOPPP!

Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

He loved watching her face as it contorted and changed one colour of lust to another. It was also the first time he had heard her grunt and yelp like this. He kissed her full on the lips while she was in a trance.

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

'Ohhhh Goddd!!!! He grunted as he pulled out of her. He was close to shooting his load as his throbbing cock indicated. He climbed up to his mother's face and his dick swayed in front of her. She cast him a dirty smile and then her tongue licked the underside of his shaft. Both her hands grabbed his tool and began stroking while her tongue was licking.

Lick! Lick! Lick!

'Yes Mum! Yes!! Ungh!!'

Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!

She licked like a maniac, like it was a stamp a giant stamp that refused to become sticky. She spat on it and kissed the tip of his penis for a while before she began to take the full thing in. Her deep-throat skills were amazing.

GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!

GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!

GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!

So much saliva from the back of her throat was pouring out each time, she loved it. Malcolm looked over and caught a figure from across the road looking in from their window. It was the reverend's wife, Jocelyn. Her eyes were pinched but he could not make out any other expressions. 

'Who is it honey?' Mum asked in between licks.

'It's just Jocelyn.'

Anna looked up and saw her watching; she could clearly see Malcolm on top of his mother while she was sucking his dick. 

They both waved to the stunned woman. Jocelyn waved back, smiled uncomfortably and waved again.

They all laughed briefly and then Anna resumed stroking the full length of her son's cock. Jocelyn remained fixed to her window with her hands melting the glass from across the road; she had after all, never been witness to much sex let alone hardcore mother and son incest. It was absolutely disgusting and utterly abhorrent she thought as her hands migrated towards her lower body. 

Oh Yes! Oh Yes!

Oh Yes! Oh Yes!

Creak! Creak! Creak!

GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!

GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!

Ungh!! Ungh!! Ungh!!

Anna swallowed some pre-cum and gave his dick one last kiss before he slid back down and inserted his pole into her raging pussy. Both of them were sweating like pigs. He was the dominant one and she was the slave; she was happily the slave.

Yeahhhh! Yeahhhh! Oh yeahhhh!

Yeahhhh! Yeahhhh! Oh yeahhhh!

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

Creak! Creak! Creak!

Oh! Please! Fuck! Me!

Oh! Yeahh! Fuck! Oh Yeahh!

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

OH FUCK MALCOLM!!!! She cried. 'How did you... GRUNT ... get in the middle?!!! 

His balls slapped against her ass crack as he rammed into her over and over to the point of ecstasy. 

He pulled out his cock and began stroking it.

'Did you want to spank your mothers arse?' She said between breaths. Even now she was teasing him. He gave her knees a gentle stroke and watched as she got on all fours. Her doggy pose was very cute and steamy.

Jocelyn from across the road had gone but left prints from her sweaty hands on her window. Malcolm pulled his arm back and smacked his mother's ass really hard.

SPANK! SPANK!

'Aieee!' She yelped and cried with joy. 

'Harder!!!' She ordered.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANKK!

He stopped her quivering ass and held it; her thighs were trembling. Her ass was still pale but had red marks in the shape of his hand on them. He had hit her too hard because he could hear her sobbing. Her toes were still twitching. One of her hands came out to rub her ass cheeks. Was he supposed to control himself even if his mother asked for such punishment? Now that he was the master, she no longer controlled the parameters that he was used to, now she was the bitch.

He stroked his cock trying to get it to full erection mode. The thought of cumming inside her or on her back did the trick. When it was hard again he opened up her cheeks and rammed his massive cock inside his mother's pussy. She yelped and then began moving with his pile drivers by gyrating her hips.

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

'Cum inside me baby!'

SCHLOP! SCHLOP! SCHLOP!

Creak! Creak! Creak!

Yes Baby Yes!!!

'CUM INSIDE ME!!!!'

Yes Baby Yes!!!

Yes! Oh yeahh!!!!! Oh yeahh!!

'Cum in your fucking mum!!!! CUM INSIDE ME!!!!

Yeahh! Yeahh! Oh fuck Yeahhh!!

Yeahh! Yeahh! Oh Yeahhh!!

SCHLOP! SCHLOPPP! SCHLOPPP!

SCHLOP! SCHLOPPP! SCHLOPPP!

'UNGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!' Malcolm grunted as he shot his hot liquid inside his mother's pussy.

SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT!!!

He slumped over her back completely exhausted as she moaned in delight; his cum oozing out of her hole. He kissed her ass and told her he had just given her a cream-pie. She turned around and waited for him to lie down before lying on top of him; her sweaty body glued to his.

'I love you son.' She sobbed.

'As long as you love me like a mother, I don't mind.' He replied in between breaths.



Anna Ch. 02



(Warning: Some Sexual Content. All characters are over 18 and completely fictional!). Enjoy!

*

Anna pulled out of her driveway and on to the gravel road that led from her house. The weather was hot on this June day in Georgia and as always, there was a chance of those late afternoon or early evening thunderstorms. But for now, it was sunny and very few clouds in the skies. Anna grabbed her sunglasses from her purse and threw them on under her ball cap. She hoped that would continue since the concert was outside tonight. Her little bare foot pushed down on the accelerator and her Bronco picked up speed. 

As she made her way to Jill's apartment, felt the warm breeze on her arms and face. She loved the summer time and looked forward to spending a lot of time at her aboveground pool in her backyard wearing her little bikini. She knew an aboveground pool was kinda "country," but she didn't care. After all, she did live in the country and its not like there were a lot of people who lived nearby, so she was happy to do as she wished in the privacy of her backyard. Her little foot tapped the brake pedal as she reached Jill's place.

Anna's Bronco pulled into the Charlottetown apartment complex. A smile quickly formed on her full lips. She had been looking forward to this night with Jill for months now! She quickly parked the Bronco in the parking lot and jumped out of the big truck. She ran up to the second floor to Jill's apartment and rang the doorbell. As the door opened, there stood Jill with the biggest grin on her face she had ever seen. 

"Wassup!" cried Jill in a funny, high-pitched voice. "Wassup!" replied Anna in an even more amusing voice. The two had been best friends for years and this was just one of many goofy catch phrases they would repeat to each other, just being silly. They put their arms around each other and laughed like schoolgirls. It had been a long time since they'd had a chance to hang out like this. 

Jill was much taller than Anna, had long blonde hair, slim body, and piercing blue eyes. In high school Jill was an All-American volleyball player, very athletic in other sports too. She had grown up the youngest of three and her older brothers both went on the play college sports. Needless to say, Jill was every bit as much of a tomboy as Anna.

Of course before they could leave, Jill had to get Anna's opinion of her outfit. To Anna's surprise, Jill was "dressed to impress." She had on a little sexy plaid button-down shirt with the first three buttons undone and the bottom of the shirt tied just below her B-cup breasts in a bow. Then, way down past her long torso was a pair of little blue jean shorts that barely covered her butt. To top it off, she had on her favorite old cowboy hat. She was a knockout! Of course, the one question, what shoes should she wear?

"Here are my two options," Jill said as she bent over her selected footwear. "These flip-flops," (which looked almost exactly like Anna's), "or these" she said with a devilish grin. Of course she was referring to her famous cowboy boots, which had affectionately become known by the two of them as the "Pumpers," although only the two of them knew why exactly. The were light-brown cowboy boots with a good-sized heel that made Jill closer to 6'1", rather than her 5'10" actual size. 

"I see you're out to have a good time tonight," Anna smiled slyly. "Go with the 'Pumpers'" Anna said and laughed! 

Jill grinned and there was a twinkle in her blue-eyed smile back at Anna. "'Pumpers' it is!" she said with a half serious, half giddy tone of voice.

The two left the apartment and headed down to the parking lot. When Jill saw the Bronco, she squealed! "No! You brought the Bronco?! I can't believe you! I thought you told me you didn't trust this thing anymore! And know we are going to take it to the Tim McGraw concert...outside? You know it could rain, right?"

Anna smiled, "I know. That's sorta why I brought it. It has four-wheel drive. I figured if we were going to be parking in a field at the concert, the Mustang would get stuck way before the Bronco will. Besides, if it rains, we will be soaked getting to the car anyway. Its not like a top is going to help us by that point." Jill smiled the agreed with Anna's logic. Besides, Jill loved the Bronco almost as much as Anna did. She'd had her own adventure with it a few years ago with Kyle, her now fiancé... 

Anna had reluctantly let Jill and Kyle borrow the truck one weekend to go camping as long as Jill was the only one who drove it. (Anna was very protective of her truck and didn't trust guys to drive it in fear that they would take it off-roading or be overly rough with it.)

While on the camping trip, Jill and Kyle decided to take the truck up a dirt road to check out a view of the surrounding mountains. After hanging out (and making out) for a while, they decided to head back to camp before it got too dark. Jill fiddled with the key. She always had trouble with it because it was on the left side of the dash, instead of the right steering column. (This was because the Bronco had gotten in a flood one year and it fried the original electrical system, forcing her Anna's dad to completely rewire the inside. To do this, he used parts from his junkyard, including the dash to an old army jeep he had back there.)

Jill finally got the key into the ignition and turned the key. Meanwhile, Kyle had been staring at Jill's legs and boots the whole day as she drove him around. He couldn't wait to see more! Jill pumped the pedal a few times and cranked to truck. The truck immediately turned over and caught, but as soon as she put the vehicle in reverse, it died on her. 

"Oh!" she said surprised. She put the truck back in park and turned the key again. This time the truck just cranked and cranked with no signs of starting. She stopped for a second and looked over at Kyle with a concerned look on her face. Kyle sat speechless... Jill turned the key again and the truck continued it's cranking. Now Jill put her cowboy booted foot on the gas pedal and started bobbing it up and down a little. Still no luck! Kyle sat in awe of the situation they were in. It was a dream come true for him.

Next Jill pulled herself closer to the steering wheel to give her more leverage. By doing this, Kyle was able to see clear down to the back of Jill shorts. The angle also gave him a good view of Jill's thong that was sticking out from the back her little shorts. Kyle's felt a stirring in his crotch.

Now Jill turned the key. Her long muscular leg was again bobbing up and down in her boot and the engine was now cranking at a higher pace. Jill's leg pumped with the sounds of the cranking Bronco. Her long slender body began to bounce up and down with her leg. Kyle's shorts were getting tight and there was no way for him to hide it. His eyes glued on the whole production happening in front of him. 

Finally Jill stopped and lay back in her seat. "What's the wrong with this thing!" she exclaimed and looked over at Kyle. So flustered was Kyle that his voice cracked as he managed to get out, "I d-don't know..." 

Jill took a good look at Kyle and could tell something different about him suddenly. At first she thought he was scared or something, but that wasn't like him. Then she looked down and noticed his mesh shorts had an enormous bulge in them! Surprised, but not completely shocked by his boner, she smiled and said, "Ahh. You like watching me struggle with Anna's Bronco. She told me a couple of other guys would have this kind of reaction when she had trouble starting it before, but I didn't believe her. But now I do. Wow!" Kyle turned about three shades of red, but Jill just giggled. 

"Don't worry baby," Jill said. "I won't let us get stranded here too long. Maybe the old Bronco just needs a good talking too." 

Those words brought Kyle's erection to full mass. He was speechless. He couldn't believe that his girlfriend was cool with the idea that her boyfriend got turned watching her crank a vehicle! But the secret was out now and clearly no way to hide it! "At least she isn't going to dump me", he thought to himself. With that, Jill focused her attention back on the Bronco, but this time she decided to put on a little show for Kyle. Besides, she was actually getting turned on too!

Jill again reached and pulled herself up to the big steering wheel and turned the key. The engine cranked again and her leg resumed the bobbing up and down on the pedal. Then, in a little more than a whisper, she said, "Come on baby, come on. Start for me baby, start for me." 

Jill's body began to glide back and forth on the seat in a humping motion. Kyle was having "information overload!" He didn't know whether to stare at her foot bouncing up and down in her sexy cowboy boot, her breasts that were jiggling in her tank top, or her butt gyrating back and forth on the vinyl seat with her thong showing! All of it was too much for him. He moved closer to her on the bench seat and started kissing her neck. Jill responded by kissing him deeply on the mouth and let her tongue slip into his. Kyle reached for Jill breasts and could feel her nipple getting firmer. Then he moved them further down her long torso to her crotch. Jill let out a gasp as his fingers rubbed the outside of her shorts. Jill pumped to pedal a little harder making the Bronco's cranking reach a much higher pitch than before. Jill shook as she orgasmed right there in the seat without so much as Kyle getting into her underwear! Then Jill stopped the cranking, which startled Kyle for a second.

Jill turned and faced him. Her piercing blue eyes looked into his. With a smirk on her face and a bead of sweat coming from her forehead, she told him to take his pants off and lean back in the seat. "Kyle, I am never going to get this car started if you won't let me focus!" she panted, still getting over her orgasm. "Now you sit back, take your pants off and let me get this engine fired up. Okay?"

All Kyle could do was nod. His engine was already about to be flooded and now she was going to do the same thing to the Bronco! He decided right then he had met the woman of his dreams! Kyle took his pants off and lay back on the seat as she requested. His penis was standing a good seven-inches, straight up away from his belly. He couldn't believe this was happening!

Jill looked at Kyle's beautiful cock. She was impressed with hard it was already! She bit her lip and then reached for the ignition with her left hand. With her right hand, she grabbed hold of Kyle's hard penis. With that, she turned the key and started pumping her sexy boot and pumping Kyle at the same time! She started talking and bouncing again, only this time, she was looking straight at Kyle instead of the Bronco. "Come on baby, start for me," she said. Come ON BABY! You can start for me, CAN'T YOU? Ooooh! Yeah Baby! Start for me!"

As she was saying all of this, Kyle just stared in ecstasy. Jill's body was incredible as she her leg bounced up and down and her hips gyrated to the beautiful sound of the cranking Bronco. Although he knew she was obviously exaggerating her movements for his benefit, he didn't care. Jill's hand was soft and smooth around his cock and the whole thing was about to make him explode! 

The Bronco was showing signs of life and Jill could tell that Kyle was about to cum so she picked up the pace to try and get them both off at the same time! She arched her back giving Kyle a full view of her profile including a great view of her thong. She humped the seat as if she was humping Kyle, feeling the vibrations of the old truck as it cranked over and over again. Her boot pumped the pedal in unison with the sound of the Bronco cranking, her breasts bouncing against the steering wheel, as if this truck was going to make her cum too! "Come on Baby, that's it. YOU CAN DO IT BABY! START FOR ME NOW!" 

Kyle lost it and began ejaculating all over the Jill's hand, his shorts, the vinyl seat, the floorboard and even the dashboard! Meanwhile Jill was having her own orgasm watching Kyle have his, grinding her vagina into the seat to the vibrations. At the same time, the Bronco ROARED to life and Jill revved the engine a few times, still humping the seat as Kyle's eruption finally started to slow down and her contractions began to subside as well. All of this made Jill see the Bronco in a way she never thought real! She finally understood what Anna had been trying to explain to her for so long, but couldn't quite put it into words! She too, felt speechless at the moment...

The camping trip eventually ended and Jill and Kyle had shared something they would have a hard time explaining to anyone, so they kept it mostly to themselves. Well, except for her best friend Anna, of course...

When Jill finally had a chance to tell Anna about the weekend, Anna laughed hysterically at the story, to the point that she was on the floor doubled-over in the fetal position! This made Jill upset. She thought Anna would be happy to know that she finally understood what Anna was trying to tell her about the Bronco the last few years. 

When Anna saw that her best friend was upset, she realized she had not explained why she was laughing so much. She finally managed to control herself long enough to say, "What the heck were you doing wearing cowgirl boots while you were camping!" Jill thought to herself and the realized the comedy of the story was not the cranking and pumping her man off to Anna, but rather that she was wearing her cowgirl boots while camping!

As Anna tried to compose herself she said, "From now on, those boots of yours are forever known as the 'Pumpers!'" Anna fell back into hysterics. Jill finally found the amusement of in the story and even though she wanted to explain that she wore them to turn Kyle on, she figured Anna got that already. So, she let it go and laughed along with Anna.

Back in the parking lot of Jill's apartment complex, she watched as Anna opened the door and pulled herself into the "OJ car." Snapping her out of her daze, Anna yelled with that big smile of hers, "Come on sexy girl, you coming or what?"

Jill looked up and smiled back and giggled. "You think that old thing is gonna start for you again?" 

Anna just rolled her eyes. "Get in her miss 'Pumper!' We have a concert to go to!"

THE END OF PART 2 



Anna Ch. 02



If you want to know how we got to where we are, look up Anna Chapter 1! 

*

Julie, Anna and I sat for a moment in silence, contemplating what had just happened. Anna held Julie and I sat on the floor watching two beautiful women together. "OK?" I asked. They both nodded. I'm not sure if I felt uncomfortable with what we had done, or unable to express myself, but I felt the need to leave them together. And I fancied a cigarette. So I left the two of them on the sofa and headed outside to our deck for some fresh air. 

I stood in the chill quiet of a London evening and reflected on the last couple of hours. I had anticipated a connection through friendship and music; what I'd experienced was a much deeper connection: one that I enjoyed immensely. But I felt uncertain what would happen next.

When I finished, I picked out a new bottle of wine and some clean glasses and headed back to the living room to see what was happening. 

Anna and Julie were still half-lying on the sofa, arms around each other, chatting and laughing when I opened the door. Julie had put her shirt and knickers back on.

They stopped and looked up at me, while I held the wine and glasses and an impish look in my eye. They both burst out laughing, which was a little disconcerting. Anna saw the look in my eye and said, "it's ok sweetie, we're pleased to see you -- and another glass of wine would be lovely." 

So I joined them on the sofa, opened the wine and Julie toasted the evening: "here's to friendship!" 

"Cheers to that," I enthused, while Anna just continued smiling and leaned over to kiss Julie again. Julie turned back to me and kissed me too. To complete the picture, I leaned over Julie to kiss Anna. We all giggled a little and took a drink. 

"How would you like to stay over tonight?" Anna asked Julie. We both looked at Julie. 

"Do you have a spare room?" asked Julie, with a clear glint in her eye.

"We do," I replied, "we also have quite a large bed if you're interested in snuggling in with us.

"That would be interesting," said Julie, in a slightly non-committal way. 

"Well, you're very welcome to stay over, as it's quite late... and you'd be very welcome too," I stumbled. 

"OK," Julie replied, "I'll be happy to stay."

Anna took the pause in the conversation as an opportunity to go and freshen up. Leaving Julie and me to find a way to fill the slight awkwardness.

"I hope you're ok with what happened this evening..." I started.

"Oh shut up, it was lovely." Julie countered. She then shut me up good and well when she turned to me and took my face in her hands and kissed me, deeply. I felt her tongue play with mine as we silently felt the electricity between us. I felt her hand reach under my shirt and find my belly, just as I had found hers earlier in the evening. She stroked me as we continued to kiss, running her hands through my belly hair up to my chest. It felt amazing. So different to have new hands on me. 

All of a sudden I felt Julie's hand push its way under the waistband of my jeans. I sighed as I felt her take my semi-erect penis in her hand and squeeze. I kissed her even more deeply. I found myself biting her tongue as we kissed and Julie squealed and removed herself from my mouth, before plunging back in and grasping my cock more forcefully. 

I was becoming very hard as Julie kissed and touched me. I had been very aroused earlier in the evening when I licked Julie. I was now ready for her touch. Julie took her hand out of my trousers and ran it up and down my chest then began to undo the buttons on my jeans. She then got off the sofa, put herself between my legs and tugged on my jeans and pants and pulled them down over my thighs. 

I was sitting on the sofa, exposed in front of Julie, aware that I had been her work colleague only months ago and had fantasised about something close to this on several occasions. It was all a bit much for my head to carry. So I just shut my eyes and let her continue with her plan.

I felt Julie's breath on my belly and a kiss. And her nose, her face, nestling into my stomach. As her hand gently took my balls and played with them in her hand. I then felt her cheek brush against my penis and I opened my eyes to watch her, eyes closed herself, mouth open slightly, tease my cock with her cheek almost as if she was swaying to music. It was a beautiful sight.

It was at this point that Anna returned. I certainly didn't expect Anna to disapprove but I was a little uncertain what her reaction would be. I'm not sure I expected her to giggle. Especially as I was feeling erotic, seductive, loving... But giggle she did. And so did Julie. And, eventually, so did I. I sat there, erect penis exposed, with Anna, the love of my life, and Julie, a former co-worker, looking on and giggling. How could I not join in?

All of a sudden, Anna kneeled down next to Julie and took my cock in her mouth. I'm not sure of the sound I emitted but it was one of surprise and desire. Julie looked on as Anna slowly took me in her mouth and ran her tongue up the underside of my cock. She then played with her tongue on my head. 

And then she passed me to Julie. Who imitated Anna. Except her mouth was different. As was her hair and her eyes as she looked up at me with my cock in her mouth and her teeth around my head. I'm not sure I can describe to you how I felt at that moment. We had got here so quickly, it felt, and I was in heaven. 

Anna smiled at me. She seemed turned on seeing me being taken by another woman. Seeing Anna looking that way turned me on too. Julie went down on me deeper and I gave myself up to her willingly. I felt Anna's hand on my balls, slowly caressing me as Julie took me deeper in her mouth. I started making involuntary noises that indicated I was close to cumming. Julie slowed down and let me out of her mouth with a quiet 'pop'.

Anna looked at Julie. Julie looked back at Anna. Anna nodded. I think I thought I knew what was about to happen. And I was right. Anna lifted shirt, exposing her neatly trimmed bush, and stood astride my legs, lowering herself slowly onto my cock. She took me in her hand and guided me into her entrance. 

I looked over at Anna and she looked delighted. We had talked at some length about this moment, with a number of potential candidates playing the role Julie was playing right now. It seemed slightly unreal and at the same time so much better than all of those conversations.

Anna leaned over and unbuttoned Julie's shirt, revealing her black lacy bra. Julie pressed herself deeper into me and shut her eyes. Anna reached into Julie's bra and emerged with a beautiful, small breast. Her fingers nibbled Julie's nipple, at which Julie took a deep intake of breath and bit her lip. She was slowly moving against me and I was feeling more relaxed and enjoying every minute.

Anna took Julie's response as an invitation to go further, so she moved so she was behind Julie, unhooked her bra and took both breasts in her hands. Julie was moaning lightly until Anna roughly squeezed both breasts. Julie squealed and opened her eyes, almost as if she didn't know where she was. She then smiled and closed them again. 

I raised my eyebrows at Anna to indicate that her approach was welcome. So Anna covered Julie's breasts with one arm, as her other hand reached down to find her clit. 

Julie wasn't moving much but I was getting increasingly aroused as I watched Anna play with Julie. Julie, meanwhile, was beginning to emit a low, panting sound and began to move more up and down my shaft. Anna continued to work on Julie's clit, and her other hand grabbed her left breast and squeezed it firmly. Julie began to talk. "Oh yes... that's it... oh god... FUCK ME!" So I started pumping. 

It seemed to work. Julie started to scream. And I started to talk too. "Oh my god... you're beautiful... fuck me, Julie..." I looked up to see Anna's wide smile. She was loving watching her partner fuck his friend, while she participated. This was lovely. 

And I was very close: "Oh yes... that's good..." 

As was Julie: "Oh yeah... oh god..."

I started cumming and let out the lowest sound I think I've ever emitted. Julie's pants were getting higher and higher as on the third thrust of my orgasm, Julie came too, bucking and panting and dribbling on my stomach. 

"Oh god..."

"Fuck..."

Anna burst out laughing as Julie and I collapsed on each other. I found Julie's mouth and kissed her deeply as she moaned, much more deeply now. 

Anna leaned back on her heels and smiled the most beautiful smile I've seen.



Anna Ch. 03



I look down at the bed and review the toys I have brought along. I reach over and turn up the music a little bit. I pick up a butt plug, candle, oil and a flogger. Walking back to anna I set the things down on the couch then move over to the sink and grab a towel. I slide the towel under anna's ass. Picking up the oil I squirt some onto her belly and let it pool there. Then I start to spread it around on her breasts, ribs, stomach, pussy and thighs. I don't use a lot, just enough to make a fine sheen on her skin. 

"You will find out what the oil is for in a bit anna," I tell her as I pick up her purse. "Is your vibrator in here?" 

"Yes Sir," Comes her reply along with a slight nod of her head. 

I open the purse and see the Ziploc bag with the vibrator. As I requested she has put a condom over it. I open the bag and can smell her juices immediately. 

"Mmm anna, you did a good job following directions. I can smell you on this vibrator." 

Putting on a latex glove I pick up some lubricant, putting some on my middle finger and kneel down at the end of the bench looking at her pussy and ass. I take my lubricated finger and touch that spot between her pussy and ass, then slide my finger down to rim her little asshole, playing and teasing it a bit with the lubricant. Getting it lubed up I slowly insert my finger into her, fucking her slowly and gently. Her breathing increases a bit and her pussy seems to have gotten wetter as well.

I continue to fuck her ass with my long middle finger. Sticking it into her then wiggling it around a bit. I take more lubricant and dripped it onto my fingers. Then I slowly insert a second finger into her ass, gently fucking in and out. Watching to make sure she is enjoying this attention I add a third finger, expanding her opening and enjoying the sensation of her tight ass clutching my fingers. I play with her for quite a while, feeling her relax and respond to my attentions. When I think she is ready I take the butt plug and slowly insert it into her ass. Pushing it in with short little thrusts until she has it firmly lodged in her ass. I watched as it disappears inside her, her little hole wrapping around it and taking it in. 

"How does that feel anna? Not too much is it?" I ask.

She shakes her head no and I can see the lust in her eyes as she looks down her body at me. Her pussy is so wet and hungry for something I feel that I have to feed it.

I strip off the latex glove and pick up her vibrator. It is white and shaped like a penis. I move around and bring it to her lips. The condom is off and her juices still cover the surface. I make her lick and suck on it for a minute thinking how nice it would feel if that were my cock in her mouth. Maybe later. I pull the vibe out and turn it on. The low humming sounding somewhat sexual as I run it down her oily skin toward her pussy. I tease and circle her opening for a while, watching her hips strain against the belt trying to get the vibrator into her pussy. She is really hot now and I can tell she wants it inside her. 

"Well anna," I begin, "Do you want this in your pussy? Are you ready to suffer to get this cock into your hungry wet hole?" 

She nods but doesn't say anything. 

Stearnly I say, "anna, I want to hear you beg for me to fuck you with this vibrator. Tell my how much you want it in your pussy." 

"Please Sir, please put it in me," she pleads. 

"Come anna you can do better then that. Lets hear you really beg." I circle the vibrator closer to her opening and up over her clit, touching her gently and moving it away again and again. "Beg for it anna." 

"Please fuck me with the vibrator Sir, please put it in my wet pussy and fuck me with it," she moans. 

"Very nice anna, you deserve to have it in you. Remember not to cum without my permission. I don't want you to relieve the pressure yet. We have a lot more playing to do." 

With that I slowly slide the vibrator into her in one long steady push. I love the way her shaved pussy looks as it takes each inch of it. Her lips hug the white plastic, sucking it in. It almost makes me cum just watching it. I turn the vibration down to a very low hum. 

I move toward the toys talking to her in a low voice, "Now you have already had pleasure let's see how you deal with a little discomfort." 

I pick up some matches and light the candle letting the flame build for a second. I am kneeling down next to her and as the candle heats up I remove the nipple clamps one at a time, bending over to lick and suck her nipples. I know how it feels when the clamps come off and her moans are so sexy as I continue to use my mouth on her beautiful breasts. I linger for a minute or two then pull my mouth away. The candle is hot now and the wax is dripping down the sides. 

"Remember your safe words anna," I warn.

I tip the candle over and let some wax drip onto her stomach. Just a few drops then I stop. She jerks and moans as the wax splashes on her body. With the oil it does not stick and I wipe it away to make sure she is not burned. I have a bucket of ice nearby just in case. Her skin looks fine so I know it is only painful not harmful. I look into her eyes and bring the candle up above her breasts. She is focused on the candle as it hovers over her and tips. Her eyes follow the drops of wax as they fall and splash onto her round breasts, the white wax like drops of cum hardening when they hit. She moans and moves with each drop trying to shake and avoid the pain but I am relentless and continue to target her breasts and nipples. I stop for a moment to let her catch her breath. She has not used her safe word but I wonder how she is doing. Taking a piece of ice I slide it over her breasts, pushing the wax off and cooling her skin. Her nipples get so hard I have to give them a little bite.

The vibrator is still buzzing in her pussy so I turn it up a bit and run a finger over her clit. She is so wet that I know she is still into it. I take the candle and start dripping my way down her body, over her stomach and down to her pussy, dripping a few drops just above her clit, around her pussy and onto her thighs. These are such tender areas she struggles as the pain washes over her. She does so well and moans so nicely I think it is time for a reward. I hold the candle near her mouth and tell her to blow it out. She does so with enthusiasm. Putting it aside I move down between her legs. I pull the vibrator out of her pussy and turn it off. I unroll a condom onto it and set it down. Then I pull out the butt plug. It is lodged in tightly and it takes a few gentle tugs to bring it out of her ass. Lubing up the vibrator I slide that into her ass slowly. It is smaller then the plug and she accepts it easily. I turn it on and kneel between her legs. 

"anna you have done so well that I am going to give you some pleasure. I think you have earned it. Of course you will have to suffer a little pain too but I am sure that you won't mind." 

I pick up the small flogger and spank her pussy a couple of times. It is a surprise to her and she jolts with the blows. 

"Ah anna, that must have hurt. I think I should kiss it and make it better. I wonder how many orgasm you can have with my tongue playing with your pussy and my hand flogging your soft thighs and breasts?" 

I bend down to lick her pussy and at the same time use the flogger on her breasts several times. My tongue parts her pussy lips and I taste her juices. I begin to fuck her with my tongue and flog her body at the same time. She tastes so good that I can hardly restrain myself from fucking her. Another time for that. Right now I concentrate on her reactions to my tongue and lips. This could take a while and I am going to savor it.

End of part 3.



Anna Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Head on Arrival

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Anna sensed the doorbell had been ringing a while before she realized what the noise was. She pulled over a silk robe and made her way towards the main entrance. She was still a little drunk, more than she thought she would be, and was a little wobbly on her slender legs. She hadn't drunk much at the party, but had opened a bottle of champagne when she got home. Despite the humiliation she was in a decent mood when she had undressed and slid into her bed, the Veuve Cliquot in one hand, the dildo in the other. She fucked herself until the bottle was empty, treating herself like the slut she had realized she was. Tearing the purple rubber cock into her ass and pussy and pouring champagne on her tits, she then pushed the bottleneck deep inside of her, as she remembered the events that had unfolded. She was a slut. A whore. But God, she wanted Mel again. Longed for her to abuse her the way she had, and in so many more. 

She opened the door and the bright California sun stung her eyes.

The overweight man was sweating profusely and huge rings had formed under his armpits. He smelled and his comb-over hairstyle clung to his scalp as though glued on, the glue in question being his own perspiration. He must have been in his late forties or so, and was breathing heavily as though he had just single-handedly lugged a dishwasher up Anna's driveway. But all he held in his hands was small brown box and an envelope.

"I hope I didn't wake you, Miss". He held the parcel and the envelope in front of Anna. "I am instructed to remain here, until you have read the contents of the envelope". He sounded strangely well mannered, despite his horrible appearance and the stench that surrounded his sweaty body.

Anna opened the envelope and read the letter it contained. In a beautiful style the single page had been hand written and had a slight scent. The scent of Mel's perfume.

"Good Morning, you piss drinking bitch! I hope you had a relatively unpleasant sleep, but then again something leads me to believe you slept better than might be expected. Maybe the fact that you dreamt of what I did? Longed for it, even though you can't explain why. Well, I can explain it for you. I am everything you ever wanted. And I am so much more. And you know that.

The smelly man in front of you has no idea what is about to happen to him. But he will enjoy it. He does have a leash after all. But, oh, I am getting ahead of myself a bit. Open the box, Anna. Inside it you will find a present and a documentation device."

Anna opened the box. In it was digital camera-the documentation device. And a collar. Light brown with brass ring attached to it. A dog collar, plain and simple. And he had the leash.

"Place the collar around your neck and close it snugly but not too tight. Hand the delivery man the camera and remove your clothes. Tell him to attach the leash and then get on your knees. Suck his cock until he comes in your mouth. Oops, I almost forgot: tell him to take as many pictures as he likes. He will receive prints of them soon after he brings me the memory card. Then let him fuck your ass. DON'T FORGET TO LET HIM TAKE PICTURES! If I do not receive a picture of his cum dripping out of your asshole I will be very upset. Oh one more thing: when he's finished with tell you, him to bring you to the place where he picked up his delivery. Mel

PS: Anna, make me proud."

She tried her best to make Mel proud. Sucked the sweaty balls, fingered the hairy anus of the delivery man, took his too small cock completely in her mouth, all the while the synthesized shutter sound of the digital camera hissing above. He must be taking hundreds of pics, Anna thought. And envisioned him beating off to prints when he was alone at home, remembering the best blow job he or anyone else he knew had ever received. She sucked the tiny cock hard and good and his moans were becoming louder and his breathing irregular. And then the teeny weeny dick fulfilled its purpose: a flood of cum washed onto her face and down her throat, the little prick guiding the contents of his huge balls deep into her, and all over her face. It was as if someone had poured a milkshake on her. Waves and waves of cum drenched Anna, as if the poor man had not come in decades.

He panted to a halt. Cum dripped from Anna's chin and she was furiously rubbing her clit hoping for more . But it was over. Finito. Nada Mas.

Anne got on her back and started frigging herself so he could see, hoping to get that little cock hard again, hoping for more cum. More cum to satisfy the slut inside of her. 

And she screamed at him: "MORE MORE MORE! I want more. Cum again. Get that dick hard". Writhing in front of him sticking her fingers up her ass. "Fuck my ass! Do it! Mel wants you to fuck my ass. She won't be happy without that pic. PLEEEASE fuck my ass!"

But he was spent. The dick shriveled, the sack empty he yanked her collar and pulled her towards the car. 

He opened the trunk and told Anna to get in.

"My dog rides in the trunk. She is quite a bitch as well."

Anna got into the trunk and the lid closed. She hadn't gotten him to get his cock hard again, And now she was on her was to see Mel and receive her due punishment. A smile made its way across her lips. Anna was smiling. Naked in the trunk of a car, her face cum-caked, her asshole stinging from the reaming she given herself. She was smiling.

What had she become? 



Anna Ch. 03



It was a long ride to Mr. Varan's home. Anna tried to think of something to say, anything to say, but nothing sprang to her mind. It didn't help that he stared straight forward, driving through the vacuum, not looking left or right, not looking at her. Anna finally settled for the same. She looked out of the front window, staring at the barren landscape that was most of Ceyla. It was a large asteroid, practically a moon. The habitation bubbles that made up most of Ceyla City were separated, with slender walkways connecting them. If someone wanted to travel by anything other than foot, they had to go outside, and that meant space travel, minor though it was. There were no roads and very few landmarks, but it could be very beautiful. They headed out past Ceyla City, leaving the vast habitation bubbles behind. Anna glanced back at them, then at Mr. Varan, trying to understand what was going on, but he said nothing. 

They were heading away from the dark side of the asteroid where the city was located most of the time, since the sun was too strong to face for long without special housing. The flyer was simple but fast, and after fifteen minutes they were nearing the end of the asteroid's shadow and heading for the terminator, the line delineating the dark and light sides of the asteroid. Ceyla City was almost out of sight behind them.

Anna was uneasy. If the glass didn't have ultra-high solar tint to block the radiation, they would be tanning in moments. Even with a high tint, the sun got through eventually; that was why all miners who worked out in space ended up dark. Anna had been dark for years before her family had moved to Koreo 12. It had been underground mining there, and she had gotten pale again, but there was still a faint line around her neck where her faceplate began. They sped up to the terminator, and in an instant were over it. For a long moment, the bright sun Amycion blazed on the horizon. It was beautiful, and Anna's breath caught in her throat as she gazed at it. Then the ultra-tint kicked in, and the windows became dark, the sun a faint blur. Anna relaxed back against the seat.

"I like being able to see the sun." Her companion finally spoke. "I have the only home on the bright side of Ceyla."

"I like being able to see it too," Anna said softly. "It helps me remember..."

"You were a miner for a long time."

"So were you," Anna replied. "You still are."

"How do you know that?"

"From your tan." She smiled. "Your head is darker than your arms, although you've done a good job of matching it. Do you have a sun-room at your home?"

"Yes." He glanced over at her. "Did you?"

"No, we never had the money for that," she sighed, remembering. "We all lived on a small ship, artificial light mostly, we didn't have a home base until Koreo 12. Then it was underground." She didn't want him to ask questions about that. "But I knew several people who did have them. They worked for bigger companies, mostly. We were freelance."

"We?"

"There were three of us." She changed the subject. "It must stay very bright on this side, is your home underground?"

"Partially." He glanced at her. "Take your hair down."

Anna reached back and undid the simple knot. Her hair fell down over her shoulders, partially obscuring her face. He reached out a gnarled hand and pushed the locks back. "Don't hide from me."

"As you wish."

"Hmph." He turned back to the steering wheel. Anna was confused. Wasn't she supposed to do what he wanted? They were both silent for the rest of the ride.

The flyer made an easy glide into an underground pressure chamber. Anna couldn't even make out any of the surface structures, the glass was so dark, but Mr. Varan seemed to know it all by habit. They came to an easy stop and he activated the localized anti-grav, which was a new feature on a lot of flyers designed to minimize parking damage to the craft by holding it a few inches off the ground. 

Mr. Varan opened his door and stepped out. Anna did the same, emerging into a large, dark room. Mr. Varan took her by the hand and led her to a wall, where he touched a small sphere. A door opened in front of them. "Take the lift up," he told her, letting go of her and motioning her inside. "I'll be up in a moment, I need to finish a few things down here first. The blue sphere," he added after seeing her confusion at this technology. Anna pressed it. Instantly an opaque wall reappeared in front of her, and she felt a vague sense of movement. In a second the wall disappeared again, and she stepped out into another mostly darkened room, more of a hall, long and wide. Half of one wall was underground, the other half was above, with the ultra-tint at full power. 

There was very little decoration, no pictures on the walls, no sounds playing in the background, just silence. In the center of the room was a low pallet, very similar to the ones miners used onboard ships when you had to stack people. This one was wide, though, and covered with a dark red blanket. It faced the windows, watching the near-eternal sunrise. There were two small end tables, a holographic light fixture, and nothing else. As Anna moved about the strange room, she noticed small spheres on the solid wall. She touched one, a grey one. Instantly a hole in the wall appeared, and she was looking into a room filled with clothes. His clothes. She shut it quickly and moved on. The green sphere led to a bathroom, with a large tub but no obvious mirrors. No wonder, she thought, then felt guilty for it. She closed it and moved on. The yellow sphere was a kitchen area, very spacious and well-designed, but still minimal. She touched a red sphere, but it refused to move beneath her finger, and no hole in the wall appeared. A secure room, probably for business, she theorized, more than happy to leave it be. The blue sphere led to the lift again. That was it, as far as she could tell. There was nothing to occupy him apart from the windows that she could tell, no vid screens, not even any old-fashioned books. Of course, they might all be in the red room. Interestingly, there were no other bedrooms, and no social room. The main room was where he slept, but it was obvious he rarely entertained.

What was taking him so long? Anna refused to let her mind talk her into corners, and strode over to the windows. Above each of them was a thick, rounded piece of glass attached to a lever. Curious, she pulled one down.

Instantly her view out the windows became clear again, with a perfect view of the sun. The light was refracted in a wide circle around her, though, still working to minimize her exposure. She stood in front of it for a long time, just admiring the pockmarked landscape for its bleak beauty. Cold, stark, untouched, perfect.

"I like to be able to see it." His voice sounded out of nowhere. Anna jumped and let go of the glass, which slid back up into position.

"You startled me!" she exclaimed.

"I know," he replied. "Pull it down again."

Anna obeyed, bringing the thick glass back down. The sun turned the asteroid's surface a brilliant yellow-gold, so different from the dark rock of the other side. They stared at it together for a long moment.

"Does Ceyla remind you of anywhere?" he asked finally. "Some place you've seen before?"

"Not really," Anna replied, fingering the edge of the glass. "All places have their similarities and differences. Ceyla's less different than most of what I grew up with. I do like the yellow sun, though. We didn't even get sunlight a lot of the time, just starlight."

"Such a sight could drive some people insane," Mr. Varan commented. Anna thought it was a strange thing to bring up.

"So can the sight of an ocean," she countered. "I knew a man who refused to go onto any water worlds, he didn't even like drinking the stuff. He thought it was unnatural." She smiled. "I don't know what could be less natural for humans than living in space."

"I can think of a number of things," he replied dryly. Anna decided it was time to break the ice.

"What do you want me to call you?" she asked him. "I only know you by Mr. Varan. What's your first name?"

"That's the only name I go by." He shrugged. "You can shorten it to Varan if it makes it easier. And what should I call you? Elsiane? I could see you thinking every time you heard that name, reminding yourself it was yours. What's your real name?'

"You know I can't say," Anna replied. Madame Ko had drilled that into her. You had to keep some things secret from the client, and your real name was one of them. "Call me whatever you want."

"I want to know what you want," he responded irritably. "If I wanted someone who would acquiesce to my opinions all the time, I would have chosen a different Star."

"Well, maybe you should have," Anna replied, angry against her better judgment. "You know I have no experience, I was told to defer to you! I don't care what you call me, it doesn't matter! None of it's real."

"No?" He stepped in close to her, hard hands gripping her shoulders, his face pressed against her hair. "Not real? Doesn't this feel real?" He gave her a mild shake. "You smell like jasmine, and oil, and sweat. Is any of that real?" He pulled her around and thrust his face in close to hers, making her blanch. "You don't want to believe this is real then, hmm? Do I look like some sort of monster, an alien?"

"No!" Anna cried, feeling afraid now. "Of course not. I was told it was from an accident, and it isn't as though I haven't seen mining wounds before, you probably got high-velocity fragmentation, too small to burn with the cutter." She knew she was babbling, but she couldn't help it. "The fragments must have penetrated your pressure suit, but somehow you got to an airlock or something before you lost complete consciousness. My father lost his right leg from the knee down due to a fragmentation, I know how it can happen, I've seen it before. Please don't be angry with me," she finished quietly, almost with a whimper, since his hands were painfully tight around her upper arms.

He stared at her for a long moment, then let her go and walked away from her, sitting down on his bed. He looked over at her and said, "Then you'll be Elsiane, because I don't like pet names. Come over here." He gestured to the spot next to him. "Don't worry, I'm not angry. I'm sorry I scared you."

Anna let go of the glass and walked over to him, sitting down without hesitation. "I accept your apology."

"Good." He looked at her, then lifted a hand to her hair. "This is beautiful. Do you dye it?"

"No," she said. "I've never had anything like that done."

"You're a natural, then?"

"Nearly," Anna admitted. "The smallest two toes on my right foot are mechanicals, with skin overlays. We couldn't afford cloning. My father got a mechanical leg that worked almost as well as the real one."

"How did you lose the toes?" Varan asked, looking with new interest at her bare feet.

"Not checking my suit properly," she replied, her cheeks becoming flushed. "I tore it on a previous foray, but not enough to affect pressure. I taped it and forgot about it. But the tape pulled off at an awkward time, and I ripped it further, enough to tear a hole. The suit clamped off above the foot. I was lucky not to lose more to vacuum." She finally made out an expression. "I know, it was stupid. My father never let me forget it, that's for sure. It's been five years or so by now, I'm completely used to it."

"Do you want to know why I chose you tonight?" Varan asked her, moving the hand on her hair to the nape of her neck. Anna fought a shiver.

"Yes," she whispered.

"If a Star has one flaw, it's that she's not genuine. You're taught to act, to please, to satisfy." His strong hand gently massaged her neck. "You rarely get to be. I saw you tonight, and I could tell there was something practical about you, less façade and more honesty. I knew you had lived life for yourself, not for someone else. That may change in time, but I wanted you tonight because I wanted you, the real woman, the daughter, the miner, the slave. Not the Star. The fact that you're a virgin is only a minor inconvenience." He moved onto his knees behind her, both hands coming to rest on her shoulders, massaging her flesh beneath the suit. "You haven't learn to hide yourself away yet. I see disgust when you look at me, and pity. I also see understanding."

His hands felt so good on her tense shoulders, it was difficult for Anna to focus on what he was saying. "Varan..."

"What?"

"Don't stop."

She heard him chuckle. "Then take this off, so I can get at the skin. No, wait, never mind, I'll do it. You'll probably waste time with some sort of awkward strip tease." He leaned in and whispered, "I can read your mind, you see."

"More likely you can read my body," Anna murmured.

"Let's find out." His fingers found the fastener at her neck; the suit was designed to be easy to take off, and it peeled away from her shoulders and back like water being shed. The whole thing was hanging by her waist in moments, and her breasts fell free of the cloth. Anna was a slender girl, and her breasts were small but pert, free of the sag that indicated a lifetime spent in traditional gravity. Her nipples were already erect, and the cool air on them made them harder. She had been touched by men earlier this week, but now she was with a client, her first client, and the feeling she had felt before were magnified tenfold. She could feel every follicle of hair on her body stand on alert, and the roughness of his hands was so sensuous, she began to forget she had been uncomfortable with him. Varan was looking down on her from behind, admiring the muscles of her back. "You're very strong," he complimented her.

"I feel soft," she replied with a smile.

"You're that too," he agreed, snaking his hands around her chest to cup her breasts. They easily fit in his palms, and as he ran his thumbs over her nipples, Anna quivered and arched her back against him. It felt so good, he was warm and gentle. She had a feeling he kept her facing away from him on purpose, to keep her relaxed, not having to look at his ruined face. Maybe it was his way of making up for throwing his ugliness at her earlier. Either way, she was feeling more pleasure than trepidation. He lightly pinched her nipples between his fingers; Anna writhed back, sighing with enjoyment.

"You have a scar on your shoulder," Varan growled in her ear. "From what?" He freed one hand to take his own clothes off, keeping the other at her breast, distracting her, easing her along.

"A rope," Anna replied breathily. "Showing off two years ago. It cut through my jumpsuit, but it kept me from falling off the wall-aahh-" Varan was pressed against her again, only now it was flesh to flesh. He felt amazingly warm. She tried to turn to face him, but his hands kept her from moving too far. 

"No, Elsiane. Let me lead," he commanded. "Stand up." She stood up, unsteady on her feet. She could feel him pull down the rest of her suit, finally tossing it away. "Mm, look at you." He pressed his mouth to her shoulder blade, then to the small of her back. He ran his hands down her sides and over her ass, which was round and perfectly smooth. "You could be a dream, with a body like that." Anna was looking at the windows. There was a faint reflection there, not enough to see any of his or her features, but enough to see make out their naked bodies. Varan had one hand back up at her breasts, teasing them; the other had moved between her legs, and before she could react his fingers were on her pussy, stroking it gently. Anna moaned and unconsciously widened her stance to give him better access. One finger moved in past her lips, and began stroking circles around her clitoris. Another began to penetrate her, moving slowly.

"Varan...ahh..." Her legs trembled beneath her.

"Do you want to lie down?" he rasped in her ear, desire making his already-grainy voice even harsher.

"Yes..."

He let go of her suddenly, and Anna fell back onto the bed. Varan was already out of the way and was moving to the foot. "Move down to the edge of the bed," he said. "Close your eyes, just concentrate on what you feel." He knelt between her legs, spreading them apart with one hand, then moving that hand in to touch her pussy. He pushed one finger inside, moving it in slow circles, as his mouth closed in on her clit. Anna had been nervous, dry; the feel of his tongue on her pussy was better than anything she had experienced so far, and her sex was suddenly drenched with liquid. It made the movement of his hand inside of her easier, and he added a second finger, all while keeping his tongue on her.

"Varan...oh, god..." she moaned. Someone had told her it was good to say their name, she didn't really care who now. "Ohh, god, don't stop." Varan added a third finger to her, thrusting them in hard now, and in a moment it was more than she could stand. Keening, Anna clenched her thighs, her hands running over his bare scalp, trying to find some way to pull him closer as she orgasmed. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, and her thighs almost choked him as she experienced her pleasure. "Aahh, oh fuck..." Anna moaned as she writhed from the high. It was different than with Cris, different than it had been with any of the other Stars. It was a hot, intense delight that spread in a trembling wave from her center up to her face and down to her toes. 

Varan got up from the foot of the bed and moved next to her side. Anna opened her eyes and turned to face him, reaching for him, but he pushed her arms back down. "Close your eyes," he breathed. "And roll on your side." With his hands insistent on her back, Anna rolled onto her right ride, away from him. It wasn't what she wanted, it wasn't what she felt like she should be doing with him, but she was too caught up to even think about arguing. He lay down next to her, just behind her, and she felt his body press against her back. His cock was hard against her ass, and Anna opened her eyes and gasped.

"Elsiane, close your eyes."

"I want to see you." 

"No, Elsiane." He stroked her shoulder with his left hand. "Please. Close your eyes." He pressed a kiss to the base of her neck. "Close your eyes. Relax, baby, lift your leg up." He moved his hips down beneath her ass and ran his fingers across her left leg. "This one, baby, lift it up. Keep your eyes closed, nothing's going to surprise you." He chuckled, his chest vibrating against her back. "You'll feel what's happening pretty quickly." He pulled her leg back and up. "Bend your knee." Anna set her bare foot on his upper thigh. He hadn't expected that." "You're flexible."

"You knew that already," Anna groaned. Something like a giggle escaped her. "I thought nothing surprised you."

"I want you to surprise me." He pressed his hips tight against her body. His dick thrust up between her legs, resting on the outside of her pussy. Anna sighed heavily. 

"Oh, god..." She was shaking now. Anticipation and pleasure warred with fear. She could feel him, but she couldn't see him. He kept one hand against her shoulder, keeping her from looking back. He was hot and heavy against her body, hard between her thighs, but she couldn't see him. It made her feel anxious. She would rather have seen the scarring across his face than looked out at nothing while he took her, and she couldn't keep her eyes closed. "Varan, please, let me turn around."

"Trust me." He was thrusting between her legs, going faster and faster.

"Varan, please!"

He slowed down, then stopped, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Elsiane." He kissed her neck and shoulder. "You have to trust me now. I'm not going to hurt you, but we have to do this my way. I want you so badly right now, but that won't keep me from being careful. Please, relax. Please trust me." He kissed her again, just holding her for a long moment. Eventually her shaking stopped, and Anna relaxed. 




Anna Ch. 03



"I'm okay." She brought his hand to her mouth and pressed her lips to his knuckles. "It's fine."

He stayed still for a while longer, then he moved his hips so that his cock lined up at the entrance to her pussy. Anna hadn't seen it, but she felt it. The head felt larger than what she thought she could take, but she stayed relaxed.

"Mmmm." Varan pushed the head of his cock past the edge of her pussy. "You're fucking tight, Elsiane." He pushed further, causing her back to arch. "So fucking hot," he moaned in her ear. Anna couldn't say anything, it was all she could do to keep breathing. She had never been penetrated like this before. In seconds he had reached her cherry, and instead of pausing there, he pushed right through. There was pain, but it was brief, and then he was fully inside of her. She groaned and pulled forward unconsciously.

"Elsiane, don't move." Varan held her tight around her hips. "Let me move. God...you're so tight, baby, I love how you feel around me."

"Varan..."

"God, why did you have to be a virgin?" he groaned. "It kills me to go slow right now." She felt his cock twitch inside of her. His lips were pressed to her shoulder, and she could feel his teeth beneath them. "Elsiane..." He began to move, holding her hips still, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy. Her channel was wet, and even though she was tight, it was easy for him to fuck her. He brought one hand around to her clit as he started moving faster, pinching it between his fingers, rolling the pad of his thumb in a circle around it. 

"Varan!" Anna reached a hand back and grabbed his head. "Ahh..."

"I knew you'd be amazing. Mmm, baby, you're such a good tight fuck." His voice was low and harsh. "I love your scar." He pressed his lips to it even as he began to thrust faster.

Anna felt him bumping up against the head of her cervix. It was a little uncomfortable, but that was nothing compared with the feelings that were coursing through her now. She was being taken, her virginity was being taken, by a strange man she had met only hours before. What would once have been unthinkable suddenly seemed to make sense now. He had paid for pleasure, he was taking it, and the experience was amazing for both of them. Her toes curled as another orgasm built inside of her. This one felt stronger, and rose and fell in a rhythm with the movement of his cock inside of her. She pressed her hips back against his abdomen, trying to meet his thrusts, to push him deeper into her welcoming channel. Her breath came fast, and she couldn't speak, she could only moan as Varan thrust harder and faster inside of her.

"Oh yes, baby, yes, come with me," Varan groaned in her ear. "Come with me." He pressed down hard suddenly on her clit, simultaneously thrusting deep inside of her and holding his length there. Anna caught her breath for a moment, eyes wide, and the orgasm burst forth from her core like an explosion. With a brief scream she arched her back, then cried out, "Varan!"

When he heard her say his name like that, all ecstasy and heat, he came as well, shooting his seed deep inside of her, groaning against her back and grazing her shoulder with his teeth as his cock pulsed in her pussy, shooting again and again until there was nothing left to give. Breathing deeply, he wrapped his arms around Anna to still her movement, to keep her from thrashing around on his now-sensitive cock.

Elsiane felt his arms tighten around her, pulling her back against his body again. The fire faded slowly to a glow and she closed her eyes, trying to get her breath and composure back as she pressed her face towards the mattress. His arms were hot and slick and strong, and she felt comfortable in them, when only minutes before the mere thought of him touching her made her tremble. It's amazing what a little sex can do, she thought to herself, hiding a smile. It was so good, too, so incredibly fulfilling. Slowly she remembered that it was her job to make sure he was pleased, not her. "Varan?" Her voice was slightly hoarse. "Was it...are you happy?" Why had she chosen that word? Anna tried again. "Are you pleased?"

"Mm." His voice was like crumbling rock, cracked and resonating. She could feel the rumble of it through her ribs. "Yes, quite pleased." He chuckled for a second, startling her. "Definitely pleased. I wouldn't have known you were a virgin from the way you were yowling towards the end there."

"I wasn't yowling," Anna protested with a laugh. "You make me sound like some feral catterpet."

"That is how you sounded."

"Well, excuse me for enjoying myself."

"No, there should never be any excuses for that." He tightened his grip for a moment, pressing his lips to the nape of her neck. "I want you to be able to enjoy yourself with me." Relaxing a bit, he kept his arms around her as he slowly softened, finally pulling out of her pussy. Anna felt sore, a little raw, but she didn't want to say anything about it. After a few minutes she tried to turn towards him again; this time he let her, but his eye was closed. She wanted to ask him about it, but now didn't seem to be the time. Instead she said, "I need to use your bathroom."

"Then go use it," he said lazily, still not looking at her. "The green sphere."

Anna stood a little clumsily, trying to keep her legs from rubbing too hard against her pussy, and walked to the wall. She pressed the green sphere and the room appeared in front of her. She entered and the door shut noiselessly. Running some water in the bathtub, she took a moment to clean herself up. Cris had given her this advice. It was uncomfortable to leak all night long, and this way if they wanted you in the morning, you would be ready. The cool water felt good against her overheated skin, and Anna rubbed gently at her cleft for a while, letting the mixture of water and semen seep past her hands and into the tub. Once she felt clean again, she stood up, dried off her legs and her hands, then tied her hair back up in a knot. The temperature in the house was slightly cool. She felt goose bumps on her skin, and wished for a cover of some sort. She pressed the green sphere and the door opened, but now there was no one else in the room. The red blanket had been pulled back, and there was a dark robe laying on the edge of the pallet. A glass of opaque white liquid was set on the floor beside the pallet. Apart from that, nothing had changed. Anna walked over and grabbed the robe. It was a simple thing, fitting over the head and tying on each side, leaving long slits by her legs for mobility. She sat on the pallet and sipped at the liquid, which was cool and sweet, waiting for Varan to come back. 

After five minutes with no sign of him, Anna put the glass down and went looking. She wanted to talk with him, wanted him to hold her longer. She checked all the rooms she could, including the flyer port. He was nowhere. That could only mean he had gone into the red room. The sphere still wouldn't open for her. Anna couldn't help but feel a little hurt, a little disappointed. Varan was her first, her first in so many ways, and after that amazing experience, he didn't want to be with her. Maybe he hadn't enjoyed it as much as she had. Maybe she had upset him or let him down in some way. Two small tears sprang to her eyes, and she hated herself for them. She went back to the pallet and drained the rest of the drink. It made her feel fuzzy, a little sleepy. Untying and folding the robe, Anna slid down under the blanket. She stared for a few minutes out at the spacescape, trying to find peace in it like she had been able to for so many years. Finally too tired to stay awake, she let her eyes close. 

She was asleep when the door to the red room appeared, and dreaming by the time the man inside it joined her in bed. If she had been able to see him, she would have wondered at his gentle movements, his hesitation at laying down with her for something other than action. He didn't join her in sleep for a long time, just stared at her until she rolled over and turned her back to him. Then he stretched out his hand, laying it briefly against her shining hair, before allowing himself to relax enough to fall asleep. 



Anna Ch. 03



Again, many thanks to all those who took the time to give feedback and encourage me. Here's part 3. 

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DING DONG!!!! Jane pushed the doorbell once on Rachel's front door. We looked at each other and smiled. Following our badminton game with both Anna and Rachel, we were invited round for dinner. Jane looked fantastic; she was wearing a long white skirt and yellow summer top. The outfit looked young, but smart and sexy. In fact I had tried to get a quick fuck in when I called round to pick her. I was feeling highly sexed following my brief but immensely passionate romp with Anna In the sauna. Jane was having none of it and I had to just sit on her bed and watch her put on her make up. We discussed the evening ahead.

At the time it had felt like a natural invitation but the following day, half an hour before we were due round there, it felt a little weird having dinner with my girlfriend and two of my best friends mothers. I hadn't really given any thought to Anna since the sauna. Even though fucking her had been on my mind a lot, after I did, it didn't seem like a big deal. The blowjob she had given me played on my mind forever but I sort of detached myself from the fuck. It might have been because I cheated on Jane to do it.

Jane explained that she had sort of bonded with Rachel. When Rachel ran out of the sauna and Jane chased after her, they had sat in the changing rooms together and talked. Jane apologised for being upset then went into more details about how lonely she felt. They had showered together, standing close but never touching. I asked Jane if it had aroused her and she said no but she still enjoyed being close to Rachel. I became aroused at the thought of them both in the shower. In fact I was only thinking of Rachel. Its strange, there was something about the forbidden fruit of Rachel and Anna that turned me on more than my stunning girlfriend.

Standing on the doorstep, we both were half wishing to get the evening over with and also wondering what unexpected events might happen. Rachel opened the door. She was dressed casually but looked beautiful in a knee length skirt and white blouse. How could any man leave a wife like Rachel I thought to myself.

"Hi guys, come on in." she said with a smile. She gave Jane a social kiss on the cheek along with a brief hug. She then gave me the same treatment with a big smile. It was like we were all adults now and I was no longer feeling a generation apart as I had growing up being best mates with her son. I enjoyed the feeling of equality. 

We stood around in the kitchen whilst Jane put the bottle of wine we gave her in the fridge. Then she turned and said "I'm out of Gin. Would one of you mind driving me to the off-license? Its only 5 minutes away."

"Sure!" I said, eager to please our beautiful hostess but Jane had other ideas and grabbed my keys. She explained that she was coming with Rachel, as she wanted to choose some chocolates for after dinner.

"Fine, John can stay here and wait for Anna. She is out jogging and will be here soon" explained Rachel. With that, Rachel grabbed my girlfriend by the hand and they were off, leaving me sat in the kitchen on a stool. I started to flick through the newspaper but it was dull and my eyes started to wander around the room. It was a nice large kitchen, which Rachel kept tidy. On the windowsill was a pile of papers where Rachel had obviously cleared up quickly before we came round. In the middle of those papers was a fairly large hardback book with one word on the spine. "Diary". I couldn't resist and went over to have a look. Being very careful to lift the top layer of papers off in their order, I picked up the diary and opened it. The ribbon bookmark inside made sure it fell open at today's date. This was a full page per day diary and had nothing in it for today but I flicked back and there was at least half a page of writing for each day gone by. 

I should have put it down but I couldn't help myself and started to read. I turned to the day before and read Rachel's thoughts on our badminton and sauna episode. It read as follows.

"Woke up a bit sore from last night and spent the morning at home. Had lunch round at Anna's and then went off for Badminton. John and g/friend (jane) turned up and we played with them. He's a good looking lad and she is really stunning. They were good sports. John was checking Anna out a lot. We ended up in the sauna. Jane's body made me hot and jealous at the same time. We persuaded John to lose his towel and we saw his cock. It looked good. No wonder Anna sucked it when she had the chance! I showed John my body and enjoyed his reaction. Got Jane onto sex and managed to cum listening to her talk about her and john. I loved cumming as the others watched. Got upset again with my old problem and ran out. Jane was sweet and came to find me. We showered together, Anna came in shower before I could do anything. Spent evening at home planning for dinner tomorrow as we lost the game and J & J are coming round. Will think about that cock tonight!"

There was a lot to think about. In fact too much and I kept glancing over the page trying to take it all in. Why was she sore? If Jane's body made her hot, what did that say about Rachel? Nice that she liked my cock and intended to think about it! How did she know about Anna blowing me, Anna must have told her. So much for secrets. Nice that Jane showed me her body just to see my reaction! What's the old problem she refers to? What would she have done with Jane in the shower if Anna hadn't interrupted? Any single issue here could keep a young lad wondering a while but this was a lot to take in. Before I had chance to flick back a few pages......

DING DONG! The doorbell startled me. I quickly put the diary down and placed the papers back on top. It was Anna at the door. My body seemed to electrify as I opened it. Even though I hadn't given our fuck in the sauna much thought, being close to her again had an effect on me. She stepped into the house wearing tight tracksuit bottoms and a sleeveless running top. She had been out running.

Anna was looking really good. Her cheeks were rosy from the running and her body was slightly sweaty all over. My cock stirred and my eyes followed her backside. "The others have gone to the shop for more drink," I said. Anna saw me staring at her lovely backside; the same backside that my balls had slapped against just the day before.

"Alone again!" said Anna with a self-assurance that I hadn't expected. She smiled at me and her stare ran down to my crotch and then back to my eyes. "I need a shower to freshen up. Can I trust you to stay down here?" Her voice was friendly and possibly even provocative.

"They'll be back in a minute so you're probably quite safe," I replied in a lighthearted tone. "I can scrub your back if we're quick though"

"Hmmm, now there's a thought. I think I can manage by myself." She tilted her head and looked at me through her eyelashes. She was teasing me and I was getting hard at the thought of her naked body again. Fuck! This woman could get me going like nothing else. Our lust filled fuck in the sauna had changed things between us. Even in this first few moments together that evening, I could feel a new sense of understanding between us. "See you in a little while." There was ambiguity in her statement as she brushed passed me and headed upstairs. I watched her cheeks sway as she walked but I didn't follow.

Sitting back down in the kitchen, alone and silent, I could here the shower go on upstairs. It was all I could do not to just run up the stairs. It got too much and I stood up. Walking slowly to the bottom of the stairs, I put my foot on the first step and stopped. Arching my head, looking up the stairs, I could here the shower water running. My cock was swelling in my trousers. I knew the others could be back any moment but it was a risk worth taking. I got halfway up the stairs. From there I could see the bathroom door was open and I could see a naked silhouette of Anna behind the shower screen. She was hurriedly soaping herself. I was now rock hard and rubbing my cock through my trousers. I walked up the stairs and along the landing up to the open door of the bathroom.

Knock knock knock. I gently tapped three times on the open door. Anna stood upright in silhouette, still behind the shower screen. "No way!" she said. I was silent. We both paused for a moment listening for any sound. She turned the water off and there was total silence. It seemed to last a long time before she broke the silence, "Please pass me a towel." I ignored her and stayed still, waiting for her to step out of the shower. Instead she reached out grabbing the towel herself at arms length affording me a view of her upper body leaning from behind the screen. Her tits hung large and I could make out a dark triangle of hair between her legs behind the screen. She wrapped the towel around her and stepped out. 

There was no tension, only confidence on her part. She walked towards me and gave me a quick grope between the legs. Her hand felt my stiff cock. Then she smiled, put both hands on my shoulders and spun me round. "Downstairs lover boy!!!" she ordered. I smiled back at her and obeyed. On reaching the bottom of the stairs I heard a car pull up outside so I opened the door to Rachel and Jane. They were still sat in the car on the driveway deep in conversation. I stood their watching them; clearly they were discussing something serious. Rachel looked as if she was asking Jane something; Jane was clearly giving it a great deal of thought. Then it appeared that Rachel gave up waiting for an answer and nodded to the door in a sort of "we better get back inside" type way.

"Hi Honey," said Jane walking past me into the house.

"Hi Honey," copied Rachel being a little cheeky. Jane and Rachel both thought that was funny. They were clearly bonding. Mother and daughter? Big and little sister? Who could tell?

Rachel opened the gin and poured 4 large gin and tonics into a set of very expensive looking glasses. The ice cubes cracked as she dropped them in and a minute later she had sliced up a lemon and the drinks were ready. 

"Anna went up for a shower, just before you got here," I explained.

Rachel gave me a little smile. This reminded me of her diary. She knew about the time when Anna sucked my cock. I wondered if she also knew about the sauna fuck. Maybe I was reading too much into the smile. "Take this up to her will you please," she asked with another little smile. I didn't need asking twice and off I went with a gin and tonic for Anna. As I left the room, Jane walked over to Rachel. They were talking again, I assumed starting where they left off in the car.

I climbed the stairs and had to check the spare bedroom before I found Anna. She was only wearing a white shirt and was drying her hair as she sat on the bed. The shirt was covering her to the tops of her legs and she looked really sexy sitting there half dressed. With a brush in one hand and hairdryer in the other, both arms were raised, the shirt stretched against her wonderful tits. I put the drink down and sat next to her. I knew I only had a couple of seconds but couldn't help myself. She turned off the dryer as if to say "What?" and I pushed her back onto the bed. Anna gave very little resistance and spread her legs allowing me between them. I moved above her and kissed her hard on the lips. It was our first kiss and our tongues met and danced together.

I was swelling in my pants and pressing against Anna's pussy. She was grinding back against my fully hardened cock. Then she tugged at my belt and button and within seconds she had all 6 inches of hardness in her hand. With her fingers guiding me into her, I was fully inside her wet pussy in one deliberate slow thrust. Anna moaned lightly. Without any thought for Jane downstairs I started long steady strokes into her. I loved the feeling of her bare legs wrapped round me.

"Are you two coming down soon?" shouted Rachel from the bottom of the stairs. We stopped for a second and listened in silence without moving. Our bodies were locked together and I throbbed without thrusting. That did it! Anna pushed me off and I leapt back in shock. A little out of breath, I just stood there staring at her. Her bare legs were apart and that beautiful pussy was right before me. Anna soon got up.

"Get down there before they suspect anything," her voice was panicky.

I zipped up my trousers, adjusted myself and then left the room. I flushed the upstairs toilet as a decoy before heading downstairs. "Sorry about that ladies," I said to Jane and Rachel as I entered the kitchen, "Just had to shake hands with the admiral. What are you two so deep in conversation about?" 

"My marriage break-up!" answered Rachel with a hint of annoyance that I had interrupted the conversation.

"Anna asked for a little more gin in her drink. Let me take this up for her and I'll leave you two to talk. She's dressed now and only drying her hair." I grabbed the bottle of gin and went back upstairs. Unfortunately Anna had put a long skirt on by the time I got up there. 

"Are you mad? What are you doing back up here?" asked Anna.

"I told them you wanted a stronger mix of Gin," I said holding up the bottle. Anna refused to start fucking again but I unzipped my trousers all the same. Within seconds and with only a nod of persuasion, she was on her knees sucking my cock. It was more than nice to be back inside that mouth of hers. I reached over and turned the hair dryer back on so the noise would be heard downstairs. My middle-aged fantasy woman really went for it taking me totally into the back of her mouth. She hummed and murmured as she set about her craft with great enthusiasm and willingness. Anna acted like she really wanted my cum and built up an increasingly faster rhythm. Within a couple of minutes, I shot my load down her throat. God! It felt good. Anna got up off her knees, sat back on the bed and carried on drying her hair. 

"Have you got any underwear on?" I asked. She smiled and shook her head. I looked her in the eye and we both smiled at each other. I whispered, "Good! cause I'm gonna fuck you properly before this night ends." Anna kept smiling but the smile was short lived. There was a lovely blob of cum on the front of her skirt. When her attention was drawn to the stain, she wasn't happy and started routing through Rachel's wardrobe whilst telling me to get the fuck out of the room.

10 minutes later, Anna appeared in the kitchen. "I borrowed your dress," she said to Rachel. It was black, buttoned down the front and stopped just above the knees. Her tits looked really big due to the way the dress was shaped across them. You could see a bit of leg and plenty of cleavage, it was a great dress.

"Looks nice on you," said Rachel.

Then we sat down to eat. There was a steady flow of conversation over the three courses Rachel had prepared. We finished off a single bottle of wine between us so none of us were that tipsy. To be honest it was all a little civilized and I had been hoping for more innuendo and sex talk. Someone had to break the ice as I was getting a little bored. My only real distraction was glances of Anna's flesh in the dress. Anna was sat to my right and a few times I deliberately touched my knee against hers. She didn't stop me but it was impossible to do anything else. The contact was nice. 

We then moved to the living room where there were two sofas and a really nice big chair. I took one of the sofas with Jane, Rachel took the chair and Anna took the other sofa. We sat talking to each other and drinking. After about another half hour we were getting more relaxed. Anna had kicked off her shoes and her feet were now on the sofa to one side of her. The dress was riding up a little and showing plenty of leg. Rachel had been up a couple of times to top up drinks and she plonked herself over the arm of the chair at right angles. Her lovely tanned legs hung over the arm of the chair. Jane and I were sat slouched on the sofa close together.

"Is that the game you were telling me about?" asked Jane pointing to a box in the corner on the floor. 

"Yes," answered Rachel. The box had "Mild and Wild" written in plain text on the top and around the sides. I had never heard of it.

"We are not playing before anyone suggests it!" said Anna.

"OK, I was only asking," said Jane.

I asked what the game was and Rachel explained in slightly fake reluctant tones how the game was a high-risk game of dare. It involved questions and challenges that were given in two packs of cards marked "Wild" or "Mild". Most of the questions and challenges were of a sexual nature designed to challenge the players to be honest and daring in front of the other players. The winner was the last to chicken out. Rachel also explained that the game could put extreme strain on even the most loving and committed relationships.

Despite Anna's reluctance, I could tell Rachel wanted to play the game and I was pretty curious myself. I suggested we fill our drinks and then planned to get the conversation round to lifting the lid off the game and getting started.



Anna Ch. 03



Malcolm found it hard to concentrate on calculus as he slipped in and out of day dreams in class. Each one was a deeper examination of his root desires, and in each one his excursions removed new layers. In the latest dream, he was sitting in the center of the room with his desk on top of another. His teacher was writing the words "Eat my pussy." over and over on the black board while one hand was reaching between the crack in her ass. He noticed all the girls in his class were circling him and licking their lips in anticipation of what they were going to eat out of pure lust. A hand very delicately removed his cock from its packaging and brought it to a mouth. He looked down and saw Anna smiling as she sucked his dick. Her eyes were wide and glued to his as she sucked with a kind of cautionary expression, as if she had not been granted permission to suck her sons meat. 

Then his teacher danced sexily up to him -- did a few pirouettes and then smacked him on the head with an eraser. 

"Hey!" He said not expecting that.

He picked it up and put it on an outstretched hand. 

"Wake up silly." The voice said.

It belonged to Sally. She closed her fist and dug her knuckles into his thigh. His teacher was fumbling with chalk at the front talking about numbers and mum was on the side trying to catch Malcolm's attention. He exercised his eyes and rose up from his slumped position, providing a fake cough by bringing his hand to his mouth and made himself look focussed, if at least for a little while. 

"You know what you are supposed to do when I throw an eraser at you?" Sally muttered under her breath.

"What?" He asked.

"Rub your head."

Malcolm pressed his lower mouth out with his tongue and kicked Sally under the table. She was just as playful as Anna, and sometimes just as annoying. Both were female horn dogs though, and needed a good stuffing. But in public, Malcolm was still very much embarrassed to associate himself to her, and did not know why she was just staring at him like a love sick puppy through out the entire session. He had to find a way to control his frisky little pup, let her know there was a time for mum and son games in the privacy of their home. 

He offered her one glance to satisfy her, knowing that the sex they had the other night together had changed her. Her sexual body clock was reconfigured by a forbidden act -- New illegal software from Malcolm's sperm had successfully installed and replaced all default settings, and there was no option to uninstall incest once it was experienced.

Her face developed a hue when she realized he was paying to her and she played with her hair. She did that when she was shy or nervous. 

When the college bell rang, Malcolm picked up his books and dashed for the exit with Sally tailing along behind him. Anna stood by the door handing out campaign leaflets like someone on a street corner but eager to acknowledge her son on his way out. He managed a half smile as he passed her and then dispersed into the hurried crowds hurtling through the corridor in every direction.

Sally caught up to her boyfriend and slipped an arm between his. She looked like a spitting image of his mother; just a much taller version. In his mind she was a giant Anna, and that thought sent his pulses racing more than he expected. It was promisingly suggestive and he had already considered the fact that whatever cooked up scenario he had in mind was actually a digestible reality. After all, he held the power without having need to have applied much effort. It was the kind of position most men would dream of and that was what left him feeling so smug.

"I noticed something ..." Sally said gently knocking her hips against his. Malcolm tightened his grip on her arm. " Oh, here it comes."

"Hey!" She hissed. "What do you mean by that mister?"

"It's just that I know what you're going to say that's all." He sniggered.

She fell silent. Sally loved Malcolm with all her heart but hated it when he tried to second guess her. The annoying thing about this was that Malcolm was usually right. His mind was streets ahead and that had been something she chose not to wrestle with, as long as as he used his intelligence more selectively. In other words, to try and be more thoughtful and realise that not everyone was as high and mighty. Sally was however not found wanting in the height department. Had she chosen to wear heels on this day, she would have even towered above her lover.

"I'll be good. I swear." He promised kissing the nape of her hand.

"Really?"

"Yeah." He said "Just this once." He coughed.

She nudged her elbow into his ribs. He pulled her in and knocked open a door with his right shoulder by leaning in on it. They hurtled recklessly down each flight of stairs and at times he pulled away to take longer strides. They laughed as she tried not to be the last one to the bottom. When he reached the end he turned quickly and brought out his arms. She leaped off the last remaining steps and he caught her in mid air, then she wrapped her legs around him and leaned in to his lips. They kissed on the move. She was quick and gazelle like in her movement, bearing her head into his, and locking imaginary horns together. He wondered who was more playful, but he couldn't bring himself to choose between them; the midget or the giant.

One thing in Anna's favor was that she was light and he could hold her off the floor all day long. He feigned injury as Sally started behaving overly frisky in the middle of campus. Sally landed back on to the astro turf and found his arm again. 

"You were saying?"

"You know what I was gonna say Malcolm..."

"Bring it to me baby."

"Ok. So I just noticed that your mum was looking at you all the time, that's all."

"Big deal."

"Did you two have an argument or something?"

"No, we're cool."

Malcolm lived about 20 minutes from his academy but preferred to walk than take transport. He used to jump on the bus until he met Sally. She lived about an hour away but was accustomed to walking him home first before taking a bus. 

"your mum is this hot munchkin." She blurted randomly.

"I know."

"She must get her clothes from the children's section."

"Ha, well, some of her tops are. You should tell her."

"She'd freak."

"No, she likes it when tall people look down on her."

'That sounds kinky. I could spend an entire day dressing her up like a doll.' Sally cooed.

"Ha." 

"Are we on for the movie?" She asked trying to lean him away from the footpath and on to the street. He tensed his muscles and kept her at bay.

"I'll bring the doll along if you want." 

"To the cinema?"

"Yeah."

"I'd like that. People will think she is my daughter."

"Sure, and if you let her sit on your lap she might even let you feed her."

Sally gave him a wicked smile and hoped he wasn't lying. She really had a thing for little people, an innocent obsession with wanting to handle them. For some reason Malcolm had forgotten the day Sally met Anna. It was probably why he always took photos of people from his phone. When he was drifting off in class she cycled through the images on it and came across one of a chick with her legs open and her pussy gleaming; only the lower body was in the frame She knew he could have other girls if he wanted and she did feel upset about it and wondered if he wouldn't mind telling her who else he was fucking. 

His neighborhood was quiet and lazy -- most of the locals were religious older folk. Out on one lawn, the paster's wife was watering her plants. She looked up and waved at Malcolm and he waved back and then winked. It was an involuntary reaction but it made Jocelyn move around her lawn with a renewed vigor. 

"Here we are." Sally said arriving at her boyfriends place. 

She wanted to come inside and wait for Anna to come home so she could measure her height and pat her head. She always had her eyes on Malcolm's mum ever since they stood next to each other the first time they met. Sally remembered patting her head telling Malcolm he had quite a cute baby sister but that she looked kind of naughty. She was shocked when Anna hopped on the table, where she just about about stood over Sally and explained very politely that she was his mother. She then dipped a wooden spoon in a pot of heated chocolate syrup and brought it to her mouth; then to Sally's, and thoughtfully cupped Sally's chin in case any little drizzles spilled out. It was the strangest introduction Sally ever had. She stood there being fed a spoonful of smooth velvety chocolate while Malcolm had his hands on his hips. He told them they looked like twins and took a snap on his phone.

"What's up with your memory anyway Malcolm?"

"Dunno. I'm just forget things now and again."

His brain was full of bubbles that wouldn't pop. It was possible he could even forget he had intercourse with his mother, which is why he had to keep inducing sexual day dreams. If he could create new memories before the other ones faded away he could keep on top of things. It was a recent problem after he collided with another player in a practice session for a game. A blow to his head knocked him clean out but the doctors said he had no fractures nor any lasting damage. Players were always getting knocks, even though it was an amateur team, the aggressive mentality was no less at that level. 

Sally wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. She was always so sweet tasting -- her lipstick smudging on his mouth. She was always applying and reapplying the stick to her lips throughout the day and pressing them together. She had lots of colors with different flavors and todays was a sexy banana.

"Mmm. That's nice." Malcolm smiled. He looked over her shoulder and across the street. 

Jocelyn was pretending to remove tangle-weed from her collection of roses, and as he kept his observation up, her eyes drifted up and towards him. She had to slow down what she was pretending to do so she could concentrate on watching Malcolm kiss Sally. He held Sally by the hips and pivoted her out so he could give Jocelyn a good view of their lips fusing together and melting into each other. but then he reverted back again because he could not see the paster's wife from his new position. 

"Oh baby, I love your mouth." Sally moaned.

"Thanks."

He looked at Jocelyn who had opened a button on her dress. Even if she opened the other two he would not be treated to much flesh. As a woman with a strong position within the community she still had to keep up appearances and even one unbuttoned dress was seen as risque. she almost didn't care which led Malcolm to believe she was keen on him. This gave him an instant erection and Sally gasped as she felt his knob through the denim. He reached round and planted his hands on both of her plump ass cheeks. Sally wore no underwear and had the most glorious bum. He squeezed them through the flimsy material and stabbed her mouth with his tongue.

"Oh fuck Malcolm, we should get a room." She moaned. His grappling technique on her ass was very welcome, very frank and aggressive. He only openly groped her when he was feeling extremely horny. She loved any attention he gave her, even if he chose to be prudish in his physical affections. She wondered if it was wise to be getting it on with him outside his house, with the chance that his mother could appear any second. She was a live wire and moved like lightning. Everything Anna did was done quickly. If any one tried to slow her down you could see the irritation clearly visibly on her face. She even had an angry vein in the middle of her forehead. 

She felt her dress getting stuck between her cheeks as he guided her by the hips again to press up against him. She was taller than him and it was Malcolm that had to look up slightly to kiss her. She had a long neck that was mostly free of hair as she kept it tied up in a bun. Only odd whispy strands flicked around at the back, and sometimes when she was on top of him those same strands would tease his skin, making him want to scratch it. She only realized it was problem when he mentioned it. She considered cutting it but then she would have to open her hair out. 

"Who do you love more?" she asked.

"Between you and who?"

"You know." She said taking off her shoes and planting her feet on his. He kissed the underside of her chin and then her throat. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back a little. She could feel the light of the sun through her lids and could see a reddish orange color. though her eyes were closed. She wanted him all to herself and everyone else had to be second.

"Between me and anyone else in your life."

He was so busy blushing her neck with his onslaught of kisses he could not honestly think. "Mmmm, what baby?"

Sally placed her hands on his head and slowly pulled him out. The sweet kisses that aroused her neck felt like they were drawing blood, because he was sucking on the flesh really hard.

"Baby, tell me?"

"Ok, ask again?"

"Who you wuv more? Me or some other bitch?"

He almost choked and laughed at the same time. 

"Well the other bitch as you call is my mum."

"I know." Sally lied

Quickly realizing it would have better to admit she was thinking of the other bitch as another girl. Still Malcolm did not mind as his silly face suggested. He playfully bit her chin and told Sally that his mother did that to him a lot.

"Wow, that's really incestuous." She told him.

"Yeah I know." 

Sally leaned in and embraced Malcolm and he took a few shuffled steps forward with her entire weight on him. 

Jocelyn was still across the street, but now she was bending over by a trash bin. She looked at him and stroked the side of her body very slowly. All her buttons were removed. She stopped when she looked behind and saw her son, John, staring at her from the window. He might have been there for a while. she adjusted her dress and retreated back indoors.

Malcolm wrapped his hand around Sally's neck and stroked it and squeezed it. He imagined it could do with a leash or spiked collar, same as Anna. Then he could take his dogs out for a walk, one on each side on all fours. They would both wear muzzles and he would stand outside Jocelyn's house at night and give her a show she wouldn't forget, and neither would he.



Anna Ch. 04



I knelt between her legs and tasted her wet pussy. I probed with my tongue, tasting, licking fucking. Running my hot mouth from her clit to her ass and back. Anna moans with pleasure and I begin to slap her soft skin with the flogger. Now she is caught between the pain and pleasure. I enjoy hearing her moans, using my tongue and the flogger to bring them out. I am enjoying her hot juices. The taste and smell of her make my cock rock hard. I slow down a bit and take my time. I stop long enough to remind her she cannot cum without permission and then I bury my face back between her legs.

I lose myself in her sex. Sucking, licking, biting. Her juices are all over my face. Stopping for air I take two clothes pins and the duct tape. I put a pin on each of her lips the pull them to the side along her thigh. With a strip of duct tape I tape the pins to her thigh so that her cunt is open for me. I enjoy how this looks so much that I take a quick picture of her pussy before pushing my head between her legs again. I tell her in between slurps that I intend to do this for a while. After a bit I can tell she is getting into it. Her hips strain towards my mouth and her juices run down to the vibrator in her ass. Her muscles get more tense and she begins to sweat a bit. Such fun, making her moan like this. I continue to lick and apply the flogger to her soft skin. Anna is getting close.

I stop and lean over her body to look her in the eyes. My face is shiny with her juices and I rub my hairy chest against her breasts as I bend down further to kiss her lips and let her taste her juices. My cock is hard and I reach down and use it to spank her pussy. The wet slaps are very erotic. 

"Do you want to cum anna? Can you cum?" I ask as I continue to spank her with my cock and look into her eyes. 

She is so sexy and turned on that the urge to push my cock into her is almost too much. "If you want to cum anna you must ask permission. And remember to ask nicely." 

With one last kiss and a few slaps with my cock I kiss my way down her body back to her open pussy. I give a slow lick and then stop with my tongue pressed against her clit, not moving. My breath hot against her skin. She moans a bit and wiggles against my tongue, trying to stimulate herself. 

"Beg me to keep licking your pussy anna." I say as I pull my tongue from her. 

Leaning forward I look into her eyes. We are both very hot and our eyes lock in a gaze that seems to exclude everything else around us. The world is down to our two bodies, breathing heavily and sweating. 

She quietly asks me, "Please keep licking my pussy". 

I smile and shake my head. "You will have to ask louder then that anna. I want to hear you say the words." 

She swallows then says "Please Tom, lick my pussy. Please let me cum, please Sir." 

"Very good anna. Now enjoy this and cum when you want. When you do cum I want to hear you moan and thank me for your orgasm." 

With that said I bury my tongue in her pussy and lose myself in pleasuring my slave. I continue to lick and suck, watching her reactions, learning what makes her moan. I become intimately knowledgeable about her pussy and clit. I know what she enjoys and continue to pleasure her. I have stopped flogging her now and am content to lick her and listen to her breathing and moans which get louder and louder. Her body tenses as she goes over the top. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm", she moans. "thannnnnnnnnk youuuuuuuuu Tommmmmmmm, oh thank you soooooooo muchhhhhhhhhhhh". 

I continue to lick and make love to her with my tongue as she convulses against her restraints and her juices flow from her. I push a finger against the vibrator lodged in her ass, Pushing and moving it around inside her. I decide to slow down now that she has cum but I don't stop altogether. 

"Mmmmmm anna that was so beautiful. You came so nicely for me. Are you doing OK?' She is still gasping a bit but manages to convey to me that she is OK. 

As I continue to lick her, I undo the ties around her ankles and rub her legs a little. Then I take and put her legs over my shoulders so she can straighten them out and stretch a little as I continue the slow licking and sucking of her pussy. I pull the vibrator out of her ass and replace it with a finger. I take my thumb and push that into her pussy and squeeze it together with the finger that is in her ass. Still licking her I continue to fondle and play. My other hand reaches up and caresses her belly and moves to her breasts. I love the shape and feel of her breasts and enjoy her hard nipples. I tug and squeeze and pull causing some more moans to escape from her lips. I decide she is finished cuming for now and move back and away from her. I get up and kneel by her head. Holding her head with one hand I bring her lips to mine for another long kiss. 

"Lick your juices from my lips and chin anna." She is a bit dreamy but responds by slowly cleaning my lips, cheeks and chin with her tongue. 

I move over to the sink and wash up a bit. The cold water feels good on my face. I fill a glass up and grab a towel. I kneel between her legs and pour some of the cold water over her pussy. Slowly dribbling it on her clit and lips, soaking up the water as it slides down her thighs and ass. She jerks a bit but is still tied securely. When the water is gone I dry her pussy off gently with the towel. With another full glass of water I kneel by her head. 

"Thirsty anna?" I ask. 

She nods. I take a big drink from the glass, not swallowing.I bend my face to hers and lifting her head slightly I spit the water out of my mouth into hers, slowly dribbling it in. I do this twice more and then set the glass aside. I look at my sexy little slave and decide it is time for me to enjoy some pleasure.

End of part 4



Anna Ch. 04



Thanks again to everyone for their feedback and for taking the time to read my story about Anna. I'm afraid Anna Ch. 4 will be a little short for some people but I know others don't mind. It's just the way that works for me at the moment. Regards to all. 

It was Rachel who volunteered to get the drinks. Jane quickly followed her into the kitchen leaving Anna and me in the living room. I asked her what her problem was with the game and she went quiet and said that it was just over the top and causes people in relationships to do things they wouldn't normally do.

"That's a laugh considering what we just did upstairs," I said with a cheeky grin. I was staring at her legs. She was sat on the sofa with them curled beneath her. She changed positions and brought her knees up to her chest and then rested her slightly folded arms on her knees. From where I was sat I could almost see under her legs. She was teasing me, knowing I was trying to see her pussy. It was like being back in the sauna all over again.

"Right then, who wants to try the game?" said Rachel hurrying back into the room with my girlfriend in tow. Jane put another large Gin and Tonic in my hand and asked Rachel to explain how the game worked in a bit more detail.

"Well, you know in games like trivial pursuits when you get a card and read the question, this game is the same only with far more personal and daring stuff. Sometimes it asks you to do things. Some cards are for only one individual and others are for the whole group."

"Sounds fun" said Jane. Anna remained quiet. She had closed her legs a bit more when the others came in and I could no longer see anything at all. Not even a hint. Rachel had adopted the same position as before, slouched over the arm of the big easy chair with her legs hanging over the side. "Read me a couple of questions to give us an idea"

Within no time Rachel had the lid off the box and was sorting the cards out into two piles. Mild and Wild. The cards were all numbered and Rachel explained that they get more risky the higher the number. Rachel was ready to start reading the cards and clearly loved being the centre of attention. All our eyes were on her. She stopped and looked me in the eye, then turned to Jane and gave us both a warning.

"I'm happy to read these out but before we do lets make one thing clear and agree on it. What happens in this game is just play and it stays in the game. What ever we say and what ever we do, stays in this room," she was serious as she spoke.

"You've got me worried now but we can always stop. We're in!" said Jane slapping me on the leg. "Aren't we babes?" she added looking at me for approval.

I just smiled back but I could see Anna wasn't smiling. She sighed a heavy sigh and said something like, "Here we go again".

Jane was asked to pick a card and read it out. She announced that it was a question for the whole group and each of us had to answer in turn. WHO IS YOUR MOST FANCIABLE FILM STAR? How dull was that! We each answered and there was some debate among the women about their choices. Rachel said the first few questions were similar, so she suggested we skipped to a higher numbered question from the Mild pack of cards. I grabbed the pack and tossed out cards one to seven. I read out the question on card eight. WHO DID YOU FIRST MAKE LOVE TO AND WHERE?

This was more like it! I went first and confessed it was a local girl called Nicola. Anna giggled because she was good friends with Nicola's mother. We had actually done it at Rachel's house during one of her son Paul's parties. Rachel looked shocked then amused when I told her it was on the floor in her bedroom. Suddenly the game was getting interesting. Jane sweetly smiled and held my hand as she proclaimed that I was her first and only lover. Rachel and Anna both admitted that their respective estranged husbands were their first loves. There was some debate about the relative merits of not testing out a few more men before choosing one to settle down with. I listened with interest and realised that Jane could be in that position if we married. Rachel seemed to think it's better to try a few cocks out before spending the rest of your life with one. 

"You will always wonder what it might be like with someone else?" she said.

Anna disagreed, "You don't need to try lots to know what a good satisfying fuck feels like. If you've found a good one, keep him!" She was looking at Jane as she spoke.

"Nice one Anna!" I said, thanking her for her advice to Jane. I couldn't help thinking back to the fact my cock had been in both Anne's pussy and mouth that evening. 

"I'm keeping onto this one then" said Jane slapping my leg again. Rachel tossed a card over to Anna. Holding the card up to her eyes with no reluctance whatsoever, Anna started to read. DESCRIBE YOUR SEXUAL FANTASY. There was silence.

"Who's going first?" asked Anna. There was silence and Jane smiled. She nodded at Anna who stopped and thought.

"OK, here goes," she said taking a deep breath. Anna's legs relaxed and my eyes were drawn back to the area between them. I still couldn't see anything. "I just want some good old fashioned sex. I miss it since Ken left. My fantasy is just to have a man to fuck. I don't want a relationship or romancing and dining. I sometimes lie in bed just wishing a man with a hard cock would come into my room, fuck me, satisfy me and then leave me alone with as little conversation as possible."

"Wow!" exclaimed Rachel. "Anna wants a fuck buddy. You next John..."

"Apart from being Anna's no strings fuck buddy," I joked and they all laughed, "I have always fantasised about being woken up with a blow job."

"Nice one," said Rachel like some group counsellor, "I'll go next. My fantasy is new since last night. I want to have sex in front of other people."

"Rachel!!" called out Anna.

"No, its true. Making myself cum in the sauna was really erotic and I would love to find a small group of people I trust and fuck one of them in front of the others. I don't want the others to join in, I just want to be the centre of attention and get fucked." Rachel deliberately didn't look at me as she spoke and just stared into her glass. My cock was stirring in my trousers. I thought how nice it would be to fuck her in front of the others.

There was silence for a moment as we all thought about what Rachel had shared with us and then Jane spoke up. "I suppose it's my turn. Promise me it stays in this room." We all agreed and the anticipation grew. Jane purred her next sentence with total poise and confidence. "I want to be intimate with another woman. I don't know what I want and how far I want to go but I want to explore and be explored. I could never do it though. It's just a fantasy."

"Jesus honey! I can't really help you with that one" I said.

"Of course you can," chipped in Rachel. "You can give her fantasy your blessing and help find the right woman."

"No way," said Jane. "It's just a fantasy and I'd like you to forget it." I patted her leg in a reassuring way and told her not to worry. I didn't care much to see someone else enjoying her beautiful body.

And so it went on. We drank and we kept up with the mild questions. And we all learned titillating facts about one another from our confessions. We found out that Rachel cum's quicker if she's on top and Anna prefers doggie style for a quickie. Jane also confessed to masturbating several times in one day if she is feeling really horny. After a few more rounds, we grew tired of the Mild deck and I suggested calling it a night and going home. Jane said it would be fun to try the Wild deck. I paused.  

"It wouldn't hurt to read a couple just to see what there like honey," pleaded Jane.

Rachel seized the moment and shuffled through the Wild deck. "OK just reading, we don't have to answer" She read a couple out.

IF YOU COULD FUCK ANYONE IN THIS ROOM APART FROM YOUR PARTNER, WHO WOULD IT BE?

No one spoke and we all looked at each other. Rachel grabbed another card to break the silence. The next one wasn't a question card; it was a challenge card.

NOMINATE SOMEONE TO STRIP OFF COMPLETELY

"Wow," said Jane. "That could have been fun. Tell you what," said Jane, "I reckon I can handle anything this game can throw at me. Who's in if we play just one more card?" Rachel nodded and smiled. I shrugged and said OK. We all looked at Anna. The drink was clearly having an effect on her and she agreed as well. This was going to be very interesting.

"Who's gonna get the card?" asked Rachel. Jane nominated me and before I could do anything, Rachel shuffled through the pack and picked one towards the back. It was a Wild card with a high number, 96. "This could involve John or anyone of us, are you sure you want to do this. There is no backing out if I read it out." Everyone indicated their approval to Rachel 

LIE NAKED ON THE FLOOR FACE UP AND ASK THE PERSON OPOSITE TO SIT ASTRIDE YOUR COCK. In smaller letters it gave additional instructions that the two participants weren't allowed to move but the others in the room could move them if they wanted.

"Shit, wild 96 is very WILD" I said. I looked round the room for a reaction. Rachel was smiling, Anna looked remarkably calm and Jane leant forward to me and said, "Come on babes, I trust you. It's only a game designed to tease."

With that she pulled me up off the sofa and undid my trousers. My cock was floppy but nicely swollen. As she lowered my trousers and boxers in one go, all eyes were on my swinging member. I took my shirt off and lay back on the floor. My cock remained soft but very exposed. Rachel and Jane ushered Anna off her sofa and towards me. "You stay dressed but stand astride him and sit on his cock," said Rachel. Anna looked at Jane in a way that was seeking her approval. 

"It's a soft one tonight, you're quite safe Anna," giggled Jane. We were all drunk and Jane was clearly liberated by the alcohol. Rachel kept stealing glances at my cock. Anna stood over me legs apart. She was looking down and giggling with the other two. Then in a swift movement, down she lowered herself onto her knees and lowered her arse slowly onto my body around the exact spot my cock was resting. Anna then hitched her borrowed black dress up a little and took some weight off me. My cock was right against her secretly naked pussy and was getting harder by the second. Nobody could see a thing as the dress covered everything.

"Right," said Rachel, "We are the only ones allowed to move either of you." 

"I hope you have got underwear on" said Jane in a jovial manner. "I don't want my man's cock in you." 

Anna smiled back and giggled. "I'm quite enjoying this. I can certainly feel something down there." Jane didn't know there were bare pussy lips in direct contact with my cock only two feet from where she stood. There was no eye contact between Anna and me. We were both thinking about the point where my cock was touching her lovely moist wet pussy. This was all happening with four fairly drunk people who had been working themselves up all night with stories of fantasies and all things sexual. It was almost as if the night wouldn't have been complete without some outrageous act that involved all four people. Anna was still. My cock was very hard. Only Anna knew how hard. With almost no movement on her part she could apply less or more weight and stimulate me. I assumed it was stimulating her has well. 

"Come on, give him a bit of a thrill," slurred Jane. As she spoke she prodded Anna who used it as an excuse to move. My cock slipped a little into her wetness. I was millimetres from fucking her right there on the floor, and I wanted to. The smallest movement in the appropriate direction and I would have slipped inside her. If Anna had leaned forward even slightly to allow access, I would have slid straight into her. As it was, we both enjoyed stimulating each other secretly for a few wonderful moments. I was twitching my cock against her pussy, probably her clit although I couldn't actually tell, and she was shifting her weight creating an invisible grinding action.

Jane and Rachel were both chattering excitedly and making lewd remarks about Anna getting the fuck she so badly needed. Neither of them knew for a moment that it was actually happening. Then they both grabbed Anna by her arms and lifted her slightly taking her weight. "C'mon, up you get so you can slide down his shaft," suggested Rachel sounding very like a pissed up slapper on a hen night. 

At that precise moment they lifted Anna so my erect cock could stand proud hidden under the shield of her dress. Then they slowly lowered her. As they did Anna wiggled a little, feigning discomfort as an excuse, and she slipped her soaking wet pussy over my cock. There I was insider her. There I was fucking her for the second time that evening. There we both were with two other people in the room and only Anna and I knew we were fucking. Jane and Rachel had no idea I was inside her. They thought this was just a big laugh.

"I hope we haven't flattened his sausage. Have a look, see if he's cum yet..." giggled Jane to Rachel, never in a minute suspecting anything untoward was happening. Panic filled me as Rachel headed straight down there, lifting Anna's dress for a sneaky peep. Only she could see that there, clear as day, was my cock nestled beautifully in Anna's lovely pussy. Rachel only had a quick glance but certainly knew what was going on.

"Not In there yet," she lied moving round behind Anna. She slipped her hand under Anna's dress from behind and stroked my balls. I couldn't believe this was all happening. Beautiful Rachel was stroking my balls as I fucked Anna with my perfect girlfriend standing by. Rachel had another idea. "Lets give these hips a wiggle." Rachel took Anna by the hips and grinded her into my cock. "Give him a good rub," she encouraged Anna. I was trying to stay still but was still able to twitch my cock inside her. Rachel slid her hand back under the dress and massaged my balls again.

"Yeah," said Jane looking at me in mock annoyance, "Don't let her do all the work you lazy pig." With that, she kicked me in the ribs and I jumped 4 inches off the floor. I thrust up into Anna as I did this. Anna was both fucked and surprised by this movement. As we settled following my jump, Anna used it as an excuse to bounce a little and she slid up and down me before completely sitting on my cock, burying the entire shaft deep into her. Despite the crazy situation and the wild atmosphere, Anna's pussy felt wonderful around my cock. It didn't take too much longer and I was sure Anna was coming. This was all getting a bit much. Anna clearly felt the same as she jumped up and ran out of the room. I sat up quickly and then stood pulling up my clothing in one movement. I didn't want Jane to see that my cock was soaking wet and had been buried in Anna.

"That was a little bit close to the bone, guys," I said not realising the innuendo. Jane and Rachel fell about in giggles on the sofa. There was something too easy about their over eagerness to fall into each others personal space together. Without hugging or any obvious intent, they were all over each other laughing. Both were clearly comfortable enjoying the physical contact.

"Fuck it! I'm gonna see if she's all right as you don't look too bothered." I said leaving the room and following Anna.

I was upstairs in seconds and saw Anna leaning over the sink staring at herself in the mirror. I remembered what she said about a fuck buddy and also about doggie style. I unzipped myself as I approached her. She saw me coming in the mirror and pushed her rear back slightly. My next move was to lift her dress, bend my knees and nestle my cock in her lovely bush. Her hand fell between her legs and guided me in. In the next few moments I fucked her for all she was worth. Standing up leaning over the sink with my girlfriend one flight of stairs away, I fucked her quickly and fully until I shot a load inside her. When it was all finished, we just held that position, staring at each others reflections in the mirror, with my cock still buried in her.

"Be quick," she said and turned round. Falling to her knees she took my spent cock in her mouth and gave it a good clean. It was ultra sensitive after our quick fuck but still felt nice. Anna finished cleaning me and suggested I better hurry back to the others.

As I got downstairs, the sight of Jane and Rachel in an embrace stunned me. They weren't kissing but this was no innocent scene. My girlfriend was in the arms of another women.

"Anna's fine" I announced and they broke apart from each other. "It's getting late, we better go."

Jane looked at Rachel and then looked back at me. "I suppose so," she agreed. 

Rachel's face dropped. "Stay if you like, I don't want to be alone." Her invitation was directed at Jane. Jane looked at me for approval. I said that I wanted to get home but I could pick her up in the morning. For some reason, it seamed to make sense, as I would only need to make the short walk to my parent's house and not have to worry about seeing Jane home. At that moment, Anna came downstairs. There was not even a moment's awkwardness. She seemed so at ease, even content and not in the least but troubled by the events of the evening.

Jane leapt off the sofa and threw her arms around me. She kissed me and said that I should see Anna home safely and come round for her in the morning. Then she told me she loved me and that she would show me how much in the morning. I knew she was trying to get rid of me. My suspicions were that she wanted to explore Rachel and discover herself a little. For some strange reason, I didn't feel in the least bit bothered by this. That was mostly due to the fact that I was being asked to see Anna home and I only had one thing on my mind where she was concerned.

We all said our good nights. Rachel hugged Anna and then me. I still fancied her like mad and made the most of the opportunity to put my arms round her and hug her. As we broke our embrace, she secretly stroked my crotch. Her eyes locked onto mine as she stroked me but in a completely carefree voice she said, "Make sure Anna gets home safely."

Five minutes later we were standing outside Anna's house. Anna tried to say goodnight on the end of the path but I insisted on seeing her into the house. I stepped in and again she tried to say goodnight but I had other ideas. "I want to see you safely in bed first," I said in a calm voice. We both climbed the stairs together and I followed Anna into her bedroom. She pulled back the duvet and sat on the bed. First she kicked off her shoes, and then she started to undo the black dress. I stood before her and also started to remove my clothes. Before long we were both naked. Anna sat on the bed with me standing naked right in front of her. There was no rush and no doubt in both our minds what was happening. She leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. For a few wonderful minutes she sucked and slurped all over my cock. It was the wettest blow job I had ever had and the noises she made only added to the experience.

After a while I gently lifted her head up and smiled. Anna smiled back and then lay flat on the bed. She shuffled back father onto the bed and opened her legs. I gently lowered myself onto her kissing her tits and neck as my hard cock probed for her pussy. It took seconds before I was inside her again. Her legs wrapped round me, but with none of the force that they had done in the sauna. This was a slow and gentle fuck. I don't know how many variations there are on the missionary position but we got through more than our fair share. Her legs went from being wrapped round me to her lifting them high in the air. I changed my angle of penetration and we both enjoyed trying subtle different ways of fucking. Eventually she laid her legs flat on the bed. As I slowly slid in and out of her, she drew her legs together slightly and with each slow thrust I made, she contracted her thighs. We built up a steady rhythm and she purred that she was going to cum. In a few moments it was all over. She relaxed and I withdrew from her. I was close to climaxing also and as she stroked my cock, I came. Most of it shot into her hand but some also landed across her body. She rubbed the cum into her tits and then hummed in satisfaction.




Anna Ch. 04



In the evening, Anna drove Malcolm to the outdoor theater on the hills surrounding the city. They had an agreement that he would be the one driving back. Sally made her own way to the venue and was sporting the same clothes as Anna. It was freaky. They both wore purple halter tops and cut off jeans. It was a strange combination but a hugely satisfying one to witness. What was even better was to have them sit either side of him. 

Anna had been acting frisky the moment she got home. She kept tracing her finger along his crotch saying she was going to be good, that she wouldn't be a bad girl but might just touch his crotch area if she thought no one was looking. 

"I hope you won't mind hon." She kept saying on the way to the evening theater. It was one big screen propped up at the top of the hill and seats were laid out in endless rows.

"Just be careful." He warned his lustfully impatient mother.

Sally seemed to be really excited about the movie and as the trailers began, the light around the audience dimmed considerably. They had bought some large popcorn bag and were seated at the top right corner, with Anna at the end. The bag of popcorn was on Malcolm's right lap, next to Sally, as she was its main consumer. As she munched away Malcolm felt something press the denim on his crotch. He dipped his eyes low to see a finger with a wedding ring on it. His mother did a little attempt at explaining the scenario by nodding her head as if to say "the coast is clear can I touch you're crotch?".

He wanted to laugh but returned to the screen, ignoring Anna and assuming she would give up. 

The movie started and the audio level rose to a degree where even Sally's incessant corn grinding was drowned out. He looked over at her and her eyes were lost to the screen – she was a big movie fan, but it was the atmosphere that impressed her most. He leaned over, spilling a few bits of popcorn, and kissed her near her busy lips. There was no reaction. He kissed her again and her brows showed signs of contortion so he retreated. Food was another passion of Sally's, or at least junk food. She could eat a bucket of chicken in one sitting and not gain any weight.

As he considered his next course of action, he saw Anna fingering his crotch again. First one finger then a crowd tracing the top of his zipper down to the end and then her hand was hovering like a spider dangling in the air. He had to admit, he was a bit concerned about playing any more spider games in public, but she refused to give in. Slowly she settled down, her fingers evenly spread around her sons crotch. 

A gently evening breeze gave him goosebumps but her touch seemed to cool him down. She had her eyes glued to him as she applied gentle pressure with the tips of her fingers. A bump began to form as a result and she pressed the palm of her hand against it. Her light pressing became downward strokes, and her hand always remained spread as she slid down between his legs. He could see she was wearing extensions on her nails like some girl in a porno. 

He was also now aware of the scent she was wearing especially for him. It was not too strong but the cool air helped extinguish some of its power. Her head ended at his shoulder so he couldn't bend over to sniff her neck but guessed it was a kind of banana scent. The similarities between her and Sally were mounting. 

"Do you like that?" she mouthed to him.

Her tiny hands were doing more than making him happy but he had to keep one eye on Sally at all times just in case she cocked her over the bag to get a look.

"I like that a lot." Malcolm accidentally blurted.

Sally patted Malcolm on the head thinking he was commenting on the movie. She knew he did that a lot which was why she often sat on another aisle. Sally's hand remained on his head for a bit; just scratching and sometimes twirling it. At the same time Anna increased her strokes until he started to breathe heavily. The bulge was big – too big to keep inside. At that point Sally grabbed the bag of popcorn from Malcolm's lap.

"Watcha doing?" She asked grabbing a big handful.

Anna's arm slipped down his thigh towards his knee and her hand was hidden between a less conspicuous crack. Sally did have a look but did not seem curious.

"You going to eat that all by yourself tubby?" Malcolm mocked.

"I'm too hungry." She between mouthfuls, handing it reluctantly back.

There was a loud explosion and they all lurched back in surprise. A meteor from space had crash landed in a volcano in the movie. Sally was transfixed again. Anna's spider crawled back up to her sons crotch and resumed normal action. She stroked for a while and then somehow unzipped him without him feeling it. 

Anna took out his dick and stroked it while he had the popcorn to his right, blocking Sally's view to his crotch. If she moved the popcorn box again she had a chance of catching Anna out. At the very least she would see his cock pocking out like a thick bodied snake. Anna was happy to take the risk. Sally continued to grab handfuls of popcorn and munched away oblivious.

His mum stroked and elongated his cock but it was still floppy. He resisted as best as he could to keep it in that state but it was hard. She continued to speak openly to him hoping Sally could hear; subliminal dialogue that was suggestive.

"So big." She told Malcolm

Anna fed him some popcorn. 

"Is that good honey?" She asked.

A member of staff walking by switched on her torch and waved it around. She peered over and passed it over his lap – then backed up and pointed her beam at the same spot where she gasped under her breath. It was a large dick being given a hand job.

Sally grabbed another handful of popcorn, unaware his mum was giving him a good time. The girl kept her light on his dick before switching it off and deciding to stay where she was; a voyeur perhaps.

She watched as Anna put her head down and licked the tip of Malcolm's cock a few times. Ungh!

Sally turned to face Malcolm.

"Whats up hon?" She said squeezing his knee. Malcolm held his mothers head down and did not let it move. Anna could choke but he did not want to be caught.

Gack!!!Gack!!! Dumb sounds coming from Anna's constricting throat.

"Ahh! nothing!"

"Man, is your mum tying your shoelaces or something?" She said looking over the bag and seeing her head over Malcolm.

"Ungh! Yeah, laces." He replied squirming.

"She is sooo adorable." Sally said stroking Anna's hair before returning to the movie. He could not believe it. She had not noticed his mother sucking his dick. But then her head was in the way. Malcolm relaxed and leaned back. Anna was taking the full length of his cock into her throat. Thankfully, the action scenes in the movie were kicking off so it didn't matter how much she went 'GLUG! GLUG! no one could hear it.

Her head was bobbing up and down rapidly now. How could such a little woman take in an anaconda?

He opened his legs and put his hand on Anna's head; he pushed her head down. 

GLUG! GLUG! GLUGG!

The member of staff behind them took out her mobile and was filming it all. Her hands were trembling so she to use two hands.

He could hear her sucking sounds and was wary that a quiet scene was running in the movie, so he pulled her head up by the hair and watched her mouth pull out of his well salivated dick. Anna returned to her position and Malcolm stuffed his meat pole back into storage again.

***

After the movie, Malcolm needed to take a leak and Anna followed behind him, right against his ass. There was a bar on the hill so that would do. They did not turn around to look for Sally but could hear calls piercing the howling wind. Malcolm went straight into the gents and Anna went into the ladies with Sally. 

About 5 seconds later Anna came out and went into the gents. It looked dinghy but it didn't matter. She pulled up her cut offs and began checking each each cubicle. When she reached the middle one, it opened and a hand grabbed her and pulled her in. 

"Malc..?" She huffed.

The gents door opened and Sally peered in. 

"Malcolm?" She called. 

Anna had disappeared so she hoped to get a quick snog session in. She had walked into mens loo's before and watched men urinate but that was usually when she was drunk. One time she even tried doing side by side a fellow dude, and she caught him checking out the tackle on the dude standing next to him. She had heard that was not an insinuation of homosexuality but just a natural curiosity. Still, pussy was to his left ...

She ventured in and the door yawned shut behind her. Floor was a bit sticky. she heard one of the cubicle doors rattle. 

"Baby?"

"Yes." Two voices replied.

Sally didn't realize Anna was with Malcolm locked inside a cubicle. She imagined Malcolm had a sort of emergency and must have called his mother for help. But what kind of emergency?

'"Is there anything I can do to help?" Sally asked 

"No." They both replied.

The door shuddered as if someone had backed into it and a heel fell to the floor appearing somewhat outside.

"Anna your shoe fell off? Are you ok?"

"Yes." She moaned 

Another fell off.

Sally dipped her head low under the gap and only saw Malcolm's feet ad his trousers down. Then a pair of pink cotton panties landed on the floor. It was a delicate looking flake, too small for her to wear. If she tried it would stop halfway up her ass. 

"Hey Anna." Sally whispered trying to get only her attention

"You're, er ... panties are on the floor."

Very quickly, a hand dangled down and picked them again.

"Thanks."

The door thudded again and again. Sally thought it was weird but figured Malcolm had an embarrassing problem and he was comfortable with his mother looking at. She laughed thinking it was a bad time to lose her knickers.

"Is that better baby?" Anna asked.

"Oh yes." He replied, and then another bang against the door.

Sally put her ear to the door. It was just Anna rubbing ointment on a pimple or something she figured but it sounded so erotic. 

"Man, you guys are really incestuous." Sally said rapping on the door. She had never known a mother so glued to her son like Anna was. she figured it was quite cool, like her strange obsession with little people. 

She looked low again and there was Anna's panties. She must have had loose hips. Sally reached in and pulled them out. They smelled so sexy, and carried a banana scent. She had the same perfume and she used it only when going out to clubs or when she was horny. That's what it was advertised as – a product that got you laid. 

She put Anna's tiny panty in her bag. Maybe she would try them on when alone. As the banging continued along with the unusual moans Sally shook her head as if to dismiss an obvious possibility and left the room.

"Is she gone?"

"Yep. Fuck her." Malcolm said.

Inside the cubicle, Anna was off the floor and against the door. Malcolm plunged his cock inside her hot tight cunt. She looked at him and tried to reach his chin with her teeth but he kept slamming her against the door. she was so small and felt more like a little girl – his girl. 

"Oh Daddy." she grunted.

Her mouth opened wide and her incredibly long tongue laid itself out in a stepped shape and she showed it off to try and tempt him, but he kept face at bay. She touched her nose with her tongue and even licked her nose. He still couldn't get over how such a small woman could have such a long tongue.  

"You fuck so good, daddy!"

Her legs opened out in a stiff M. She was so light that he was banging up against the door harder than expected. He was hurting her but she was so into his cock she didn't care. She thrashed around wildly as he thumped her with cunt over and over. The hinge loosened with each bang and the vibrations carried the screws out of their holes.

THUMP! THUMP! BRA-BRANK!!!

They both jerked forwards as the door broke out completely and sent them both tumbling down. When they crashed, relatively unharmed, Malcolm slotted his dick into his mothers pussy and resumed fucking her.

"Oh Malcolm!"

"Oh fuck!!"

She lay under him gigling like a dirty bitch

"You're little girl has been so naughty." She purred cupping his balls.

Even after sex she wanted sex! Malcolm was spent but was starting to already become aroused by her again. It was the way his horny mum was behaving; she was like a greedy child, taking wanting to eat other people's share of sweets before claiming hers. She kept asking him if she had been a bad daughter and kissing him and painting his neck with that slick brush of a tongue; brushing up and down. She wasn't going to stop till he was fully lacquered.

But then Malcolm puffed out his chest and stared down at her in a signal they had developed out of nowhere; just like teaching a dog to sit or stand up, Anna stopped licking and removed her hands to her side.

"Creampie." She requested in a low husky voice.

"Later." He promised.

As he rose off of her, her legs recoiled together and her hands reached down between her wet throbbing cunt. She closed her eyes for a moment and squirmed; he had taken her to within orgasm. She was disappointed but he had promised later.

She lay there finger fucking her pussy until she came. Her body convulsed and her tits quivered. 

She sat on her knees and took his cock in her mouth. She lifted it up and licked and sucked on his salty balls. He looked down at her and felt so proud of her and so horny. Her mouth was small but once it pushed its way over his helmet it took the entire snake inside. 

He checked his phone when he saw it ringing. It was Sally. He rejected the call and sent a text message saying he would be out in a while. She replied saying she was getting herself some beer and some nuts.

Malcolm prepared the cam and pointed it over his mother. He took snaps of her back and ass and she jutted it out for him and wiggled it playfully.

"It's all yours." She told him

"Stay still." He demanded and she froze mid suck.

He held her head with both hands and pushed his cock in all the way into her throat. He bucked his hips and began throat fucking Anna. Layers of saliva dribbled down her chin and onto the floor. Her hands looked so cute resting on his thighs he remembered. 

"Ungh!" He grunted.

She wanted cream pie but he wanted her to swallow his cum. He pulled her out and she stood up and they kissed passionately. 

"Mmmm you taste like incest." She purred.

"Lets try this." He suggested holding her ankles. She dropped her hands to the floor and he lifted her up so that she could clamber into place with her head on his dick, an upright 69. The only problem was she was to short so while she was enjoying dick he was left holding her legs up. He pulled her up and her mouth jerked away from his cock. He began eating her wet pussy and she kept on licking him with her tongue like a mother ape removing lice. 

"Mmmm I'm gonna lick you're sexy six pack all night long." She moaned.

Her hand reached out and wrapped around his cock and stroked the full length with both hands. She was mesmerized by the way his foreskin unwrapped and then became a hood. It was her son's meat and two veg and he was letting her suck it, he was such a cool son she thought. 

Sadly, she fell in love easily and she was feeling deeply in love with Malcolm. She knew he would break her heart. She stroked his cock with one finger connected to thumb and her other fingers sprayed out. 

"That's it Thumbelina!" He moaned. "stroke your daddy's cock!"

"I'm stroking it Daddy!"

"Stroke it harder!"

"Ok daddy!"

Malcolm sucked on his mother's little tight cunt and lapped up her juices as and when they flowed. Her body convulsed and her arms lost strength for a moment, swaying against his legs and she orgasmed.

"Ohhh daddy..." She moaned and giggled.

"That was so good."

Her hands returned to his softening dick and he lowered her down so she could suck it back up to full erection. He wrapped his arms around her back and took pleasure in the way her hot, sweaty body slid and stuck against his. Her legs freely dangled and swayed and her knees folded playfully, sometimes her feet hit his face and he kissed them. Sometimes she did it intentionally.

When he felt his balls preparing to burst he pulled her out and laid her down gently. She jumped up to her knees and cocked her face out. When he put his hand under her chin, her mouth opened.

"Open it wide for daddy!" He moaned.

"Aaaaa" 

She unrolled her tongue like it was red carpet and he positioned his cock near it.

"Arghhh!" He grunted as he squirted his loads into his mother's amazing mouth. 

"Oh baby!" He moaned shaking any remaining goo on her. 

She put her mouth on his helmet tip and slid her mouth over it. When he recoiled, his dick was covered in his cum. She smiled and laminated his helmet over and over and then pulled out and swallowed it all down.

"Mmmm." She grinned with a dirty expression and then watched as he flinched and suffered as she kissed and sucked on his sensitive helmet.

"Oh Fuck mum, that is amazing!"

She licked him off and gave his pipe one more clean thorough deep throat and then stood up and interlocked her hands with his.

"Do you think Sally is ok" Anna asked kissing her sons pecs.

He ran is hands through her short hair and wondered if she would have to head back to her woodland people, because she looked like a nymph without wings; or Thumbelina as he blurted out earlier.

"Let's just worry about getting home."



Anna Ch. 04



"I accept your apology." It was a soft tone for him, gentle like he had been last night. "But don't do that to me again. I can't handle it twice."

"I won't," Anna whispered, rasping slightly. Her voice was hoarse. "I won't." She closed her eyes and relaxed totally against his chest, rising and falling as he breathed, enjoying finally held by him. He seemed to enjoy it as well, his right hand continuing to rub her side and belly while the left clasped around her shoulders, keeping her back against snug him. She could feel his lips against her hair, nuzzling her slightly. He held her for a long time, and Anna was content to lie with him.

They left soon afterwards. Anna just took the time to clean herself up before they were back to the flyer, heading away from Ceyla City and onto the bright half of the asteroid. Anna was so blissed out on the ride that she barely noticed the change from dark to light. When they got back to his home, he had to help her out of the front seat.

"I'm sorry," she apologized with a smile. "It's been a while since my body got a workout like that."

"Your whole life, I should think."

"You know what I mean!" Anna playfully pushed his shoulder. "I'm exhausted, thanks to you."

"Remember that the next time you try any death-defying feats," he replied, but she detected a bit of smugness in his expression, difficult as that was through the scar tissue. "Go up and take a nap. We're going out tonight."

"What are you going to do?"

"I have some business to finish up." Varan had said all he wanted to say about that, clearly. Anna turned and walked over to the lift, pressing the blue button. She was transported upstairs in a moment. The pallet, which had been left messy, was immaculate, and the clothes she had worn the night before were laying on the mattress, folded. She sat down on the edge of it and pulled out her credit strip, which was glowing. Remembering what the Madame said, she touched the center strip. Madame Ko's voice suddenly sounded from the small strip.

"Elsiane, I trust that you're well. If you don't respond to this call within the next six hours, I'll be coming to get you. The time is half before center. Touch the strip twice and speak my name to call."

Anna checked the time. It was only one past center, she had plenty of time. Still, she decided it was best to reply now. She touched the center strip twice and said, "Madame Ko."

"Elsiane, good." It was the Madame in person. "How is your contract proceeding? Are you well? Is the client pleased?"

"Everything is fine," Anna replied honestly. "Varan seems happy-pleased-with me so far. I'm doing very well. We're going to be going out somewhere tonight, I'm not really sure..."

"You're going up in one of his shuttles tonight. He's making some repairs to a floating mine station and he wanted to take you with him. Mr. Varan's mind is always on the job," Madame Ko said dryly. "Of course he's guaranteed your safety and has the proper equipment for you, but it's hardly how my Stars customarily spend evenings out with patrons. However, as long as he's pleased, you do as he wishes. You should be back before center hour tomorrow. If you're not, I'll contact you. If you need to contact me for any reason, do so. Is there anything else?"

"Can you tell me how Cris did at the auction?"

Madame Ko sniffed. "This is hardly the time or place for gossip, but since I have a moment and I assume your client is occupied elsewhere, Cristabel did very well. She went to a consistent patron and will be back tomorrow at the same time as you."

"Thank you for telling me."

"You're welcome. Call if you have trouble." Suddenly the strip stopped glowing. Madame Ko had said all she wanted to say. Anna put the strip back inside her clothes, then lay down on the pallet, suddenly sleepy. She'd slept well enough last night, but now she was exhausted. Despite her cleaning herself, she still felt somewhat raw, and her throat hurt. She stood up and went to the kitchen, pouring a glass of water and drinking it down. Out of curiosity, she pressed the red sphere. Nothing. He was probably in there now, conducting business. Anna put her glass away and went back to the pallet, taking off her slightly-frayed jumpsuit and lying down. A bit tentatively, she reached between her legs, stroking the swollen tissue. It was still slick down there, not from the act but from the memory of it. Anna had never dreamed she would be doing such things. Now she was getting hot over practically being raped, by the utter physical domination of her body. She closed her eyes, and while much of her hoped Varan would want her again very soon, the rest of her hoped she could give her pussy a break. The sleepy feeling grew stronger, and in a few more minutes Anna was dozing.

She had a strange dream. She was there in the demo room, swinging on the ropes, except she was naked. Varan was there as well, and he was shouting at her to get down. She didn't, though, she just kept spinning, when suddenly the rope tore apart. In real life one of the ropes breaking would be impossible; they couldn't be lasered apart. But this one did break and she fell, reaching for Varan. He stretched out for her, she strained for him, but the distance was too great and in a moment she was falling past him and through the floor, into a fuzzy white nothingness. It wasn't restful and she was grateful to be woken up faced with another cup of coffee.

"You tossed and turned a bit," Varan commented as he sat down beside her. Anna took the mug from his hands and drank deeply. "Were you uncomfortable?"

"Not at all." Anna tested out her voice. It seemed to have recovered well from her earlier vocals. "I'm fine. I was just dreaming."

"Of what?"

Anna didn't feel right telling him he had been the focus of her dream. "My family," she replied. 

"How many were you again?"

"There were three of us, and then another family of three that we were living with on Koreo 12. They had a son about my age."

"Where are they now?"

"Probably dead," Anna said honestly. She felt the tears sting her again and rushed through the rest. "I know my father was murdered, and I'm pretty sure my mother didn't survive either. I don't know about the others, but I was the only one they kept to try to sell, so I assume they killed them too."

"They?" Varan frowned. "Are you talking about pirates?"

"Yes. Not a large crew, less than ten, but they were very efficient." Anna sighed. "We were expecting a shipment of supplies that day, and they broadcasted all the right signals, so we let them into our habitation dome. By the time we realized that they were raiders, my father was already dead. My mother told me to hide, but I didn't get very far. I guess that they hijacked the supply ship and wanted to get the most they could." She hid her eyes from Varan, turning to look out the window while taking another large swallow of coffee. 

"I'm sorry," he said after a long moment, laying a hand on her shoulder. If Anna had had a bright personality like Cris, she would have smiled and said it was all right. But she couldn't hide her feelings that well, and without knowing exactly why, she turned into Varan's arms and pressed her face to his chest, hugging him around the waist. Hot tears burned her eyelids, and she struggled to keep them in. After a moment, he put his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of her head, holding her. He made her feel safe. Anna knew this wasn't the time to cry, though, and after a few minutes, she got back enough of her composure to sit up again and try a wavery smile. 

"I didn't mean to burden you," she apologized.

"You aren't." 

"Thanks." She pulled out of his embrace and finished off the rest of her coffee in one gulp. If she had looked at him at that moment, she might have noticed how his fingers twitched slightly when she left them, as though he wanted to reach for her again. She didn't see it, though, and by the time she looked back he was all business.

"You should get dressed. I've already got the things you wore yesterday packed in the flyer. We'll probably be spending the night up there, and I'll take you straight back tomorrow. There's another suit in the bathroom for you."

"Okay." This time he took her cup away. She went and changed out of the slightly-battered suit she was wearing into another, almost identical one, only it was black this time. "Your wardrobe needs color," she murmured to herself, tying her hair back again and smoothing the front of the suit. She went and joined him in the flyer again. They drove back to his company lot, but this time he pulled the flyer in next to a larger craft, one outfitted for spaceflight. There were a few men loading supplies into the main hatch. Otherwise it was empty. 

"Get inside and get the systems prepped. I'll be in shortly," he said briefly, handing off a bag to a waiting employee. Then he was walking away, off to talk to a short man in grey coveralls who looked like the dock manager. Anna slid out of the flyer and walked towards the spacecraft. It was a mining vessel, that was sure enough. Not something built for comfort. It was still larger than any of the ships her father had flown, but not by too much, and she acquainted herself very quickly with the few differences. 

Humming slightly to herself, she primed the power systems, careful not to turn anything on all the way. She didn't want anyone outside getting scorched. She made sure that the modest kitchen was stocked with food and the bathroom held everything the two of them would need for a night out. One of the loading men dropped the bag Varan had given him off on the anti-grav pallet in the sleep room. He paused next to Anna on his way out. "Are you the Star that everyone's been talking about lately?"

"I don't know," Anna replied honestly. "What are they saying?"

"That you scared the lights out of some pompous salesmen," the man said with a smile. "That you're a real miner, through and through. That you?"

"That's me," Anna said, blushing faintly.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm Jamie. If you ever need help around here, ask for me, I'll lend you a hand." He was a young man, and his smile was earnest.

"Thanks, Jamie." She smiled back. "I'll remember that."

"Jamie!" A voice bellowed from off the ship. "You done in there yet? Mr. Varan wants to leave in less than a quarter!"

"Coming!" The young man bounded off the ship, leaving Anna alone again, but not for long. Varan was up the ramp in a few moments, and the hatch closed behind him. He didn't say a word, just moved up to the pilot's chair and strapped himself in. Anna sat in the chair next to him, a little excited, a little nervous to be going into space again. Anna had everything prepped; Varan punched the buttons to get the lights signaling an imminent take-off, then opened up the power drive. The slow, sweet hum of the craft's engine was like a lullaby. Varan upped the power and moved them forward, off the landing pad, away from his lot, and up towards the starry sky. With a brief burst of energy they were through the habitation bubble, and smoothly moving up into the soothing blackness of space. Anna felt herself lighten as the gravity relaxed, and she sighed happily.

"I love take-offs," she murmured. "It's always been my favorite part of the flight."

"We're not going too far," Varan said briskly as he checked the instruments. "I have some space cordoned off for malfunctioning equipment. We're just going to my junk-yard. I'm going to do some repairs on a mining-station, hopefully enough to get it back to work after a spot check by my repairmen. Frankly, I like to do a lot of the hands-on work myself."

"That's the best way to make sure it gets done right," Anna agreed. "At least my father thought so."

"Smart man. Here, pilot for a moment, I need to get into my other suit. We'll be there within the next quarter or so. The coordinates are set. Just slow us down when we get close, and follow the beacon in." He glanced at her. "Feel okay with that?" 

"Certainly." Anna had piloted ships like this before. Her hands felt easy and relaxed on the controls. She didn't even notice Varan leave, she got so zoned in at the helm. Her father had insisted she learn how to fly, and well. 

There ahead was the beacon, guiding her in like her own personal star; she glided past the other bits of mining wreckage like they weren't even there, and slowed down to a stop within a dozen meters of the mining station, a behemoth ten times the size of the ship they were on, big enough to hold a crew of twenty easily. She set the controls to hold and left the console, going back to the storage room to see what Varan was doing. She walked into the artificial gravity just as he finished putting on his helmet. His suit was top of the line, and the helmet was emblazoned with a golden phoenix across the top and back.

"How close are we?" he asked through the speakers.

"Maybe thirty feet away. "Do you want me to get closer?"

"No, that'll be fine. I'm going out with a tether, so keep an eye on it, and let me know if anything goes wrong in the ship."

"I will." She reached out a hand and touched the helmet. "I like your suit."

After a moment of stillness, he spoke as though she hadn't said anything. "I'm going to the airlock. Purge it for me."

"I will," she promised. They floated to the small airlock, just big enough for one person to stand in. Anna clipped the tether onto Varan's suit, hooking up his main oxygen and water. Then she moved back into the corridor and shut the door. Varan's helmet was reflective; she couldn't see his face. Nevertheless, she smiled and waved before pushing the purge button. The outer doors opened, and Varan effortlessly sailed out into space. He had excellent control of the mini-thrusters on his suit and was cruising towards the mining station in a moment. 

Anna sailed back up to the cockpit and watched him approach the station. All around his waist were a set of welding tools, running off of high-energy batteries; no mucking about with electricity for him. She set herself spinning gently, letting her hair down to fan out around her body as she watched him work. Her father had always emphasized the importance of keeping an eye on the man or woman at work. Things could go wrong terribly quickly in space, and you had to be ready for it. Nevertheless, it would have been impossible not to take some pleasure in her experience now. It had been a long time since she had been weightless, and even longer since she had felt safe. 

Varan began to move around to the other side of the station. With a gentle nudge she edged the ship closer, playing out some more of his tether. He moved like a true spacer, fluidly, gracefully. There was nothing uncertain or extraneous about what he did. The light from Ceyla glinted off his helmet, making it glow. Far away were distractions; here she was at peace, watching a star-child at work.

Varan stayed out there for nearly three hours, working his way around the craft. Every so often he radioed a message to Anna, but mostly she anticipated his wishes, drawing the ship along, keeping an eye on his tether so floating debris didn't slice through it, and enjoying herself. Finally he radioed that he was coming back. She watched him fly in, then went to the airlock to meet him. She drew in the tether then shut the outer doors, triggering the release of the vacuum. When she got the green light, she opened the door, smiling. 

"Welcome back." Anna grinned. 

"You look happy," he commented as he moved into the hall, heading towards the storage room. "Any reason?"

"It's always nice to see a master at work," she said teasingly. "And I love being back in light grav. It feels wonderful." They got to the storage room and both dropped lightly to their feet as the artificial gravity kicked in. "You must be sweaty," she commented as she helped him out of his suit. "Do you have a shower on board?"

"A small one. Why, you think I stink?" he asked as he pulled off the helmet and hung it up.

"Varan, we're miners. We always stink." She smiled. "I'll fix you something to eat if you want to clean up."

"I have a better idea." He finished putting the suit away and turned to her, his expression-funny how she could make it out now-suggestive. "Join me."

"Is it really big enough for two?" Anna asked incredulously.

"Probably. If not, we'll figure something out." He looked at her hair. "You let it all down."

"I'm sorry, do you want me to put it back up?"

"No, and don't apologize for that. I was just curious. Most spacers don't like letting their hair down-it gets tangled in the low-grav."

"I love it. It makes me feel...I don't know, even lighter, somehow. And I always brush it out," she added, blushing a little. 

Varan didn't say anything, just took her hand and led her back into the corridor. They floated together to the living space. Varan ran his hands over one of the walls and a door opened. Inside was the shower. It was bigger than what Anna's parent's ship had had, but that didn't take much. "We'll be a little tight," she commented.

"I can handle that." Varan turned back to her. "Do you feel all right, Elsiane?" 

"I'm fine," she assured him. 

"Then strip and get in." He was quickly out of his own garments, tying them in a knot around a hook on the wall. Anna smiled and moved out of his reach, then pushed herself into the center of the room, trying to stay stable. It was a real trick to undress in no grav without looking like an idiot or banging into something, but she had done it a thousand times. Anna had never gone for a strip tease before, and admittedly she only had a few things to take off now, but she moved her body in a spiral, her auburn hair fanning out in a wave around her head. She gently pulled the suit away from her shoulders, then down her arms, leaving it just above the edge of her nipples as she twisted. As she moved her arms to run her hands through her hair, her breasts did pull free of the suit. Her nipples were erect, and one was darker than the other from Varan pinching it earlier that day. Moving her hands down, Anna pulled the suit down her abdomen and slowly, slowly over her hips. She slid one of her own hands underneath the cloth to feel her pussy, which was already dripping and feeling a more familiar ache.

She was watching Varan's reactions through her lashes. His cock had been semi-erect before; now it had swelled to its full size, and he was stroking it slowly. Arching her back, Anna did a full backbend and pulled the suit the rest of the way down, past her sex, down her legs and over her feet in one smooth motion. It sent her towards the floor but she straightened, touched her toes to the far wall, and sailed into Varan's arms. "Hi," she smiled, wrapping her hands around his neck.

Varan didn't meet her eyes for long. He already had his mind on other things. Given the last time he had taken her, Anna expected a quick entry; she would have welcomed it. Instead he carried her back into the shower and closed the door behind them. The water came on automatically. There was light grav in here, just enough to keep the water from bouncing all over the place, but not enough to make Anna heavy. Varan lifted her up with one hand, sliding past her body and positioning himself on his knees in front of her. As soon as he pressed his tongue into her, Anna began to tingle. It was amazing that she should feel this way so often, so easily. "Varan," she sighed as she rubbed her hands over the top of his head.

He had been holding her up with a hand. Now he transferred her, placing her thighs across his shoulders and both hands on her waist as he gently sucked her pussy, licking her from top to bottom and back up, thrusting his tongue inside of her. 

"Oh, Varan, yes," Anna moaned. She pressed her pussy forward against his mouth, quivering when she felt his teeth graze her clit, trembling when he engulfed it with his lips. "Oh, Varan, ahh...fuck." She scraped his bare head with her fingertips, clenched her thighs as suddenly her orgasm began to take over. "Varan!"




Anna Ch. 04



He brought one hand down from her waist and thrust two of his fingers into her pussy as his tongue continued to caress her clit. Anna impaled herself on them, twitching as she fell into her own pleasure, stars dancing in front of her eyes. She didn't know if she was making noise or not; all she felt was the thrill coursing through her body like lightning. "Varan..." She moaned his name as she came down from the high. Varan eased her off of his shoulders and stood up, holding her close to him. She felt him spread her legs, position himself at her pussy. "Wait," Anna breathed. She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Wait."

"What's wrong?" he rumbled, his voice grainy with need. He seemed to pull back when she focused on his face. "Elsiane..."

"You have to let me try." She smiled, then slipped down to the floor before he could stop her. Leaning forward, Anna wrapped her hand around his cock. Not giving him a chance to change her mind, she brought her lips to him. Varan spasmed slightly, his abdomen tightening as Anna sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. 

"Fuck," he groaned, placing both hands on the wall of the shower in front of him. "Oh, fuck." Anna thought that was a good sign, and she moved both hands to his dick, squeezing it tightly as she moved her head as far down his length as she could go. Cris had talked to her some about how to give a man a blowjob, and she definitely felt awkward, but it was fun to be able to return the favor. She slid her tongue from Varan's sac all the way up to the head and down again, using one hand to cup his balls. She ran her tongue around the head, following the curve of the ridge there, savoring the hot, hard flesh between her lips. Clear fluid dripped from the tip, and she sucked it up eagerly.

"Fuck!" Varan yelled. Suddenly he dropped one of his hands down to her head; holding her hair, he thrust forward into her mouth. Anna almost gagged, but she stayed focused, continuing to hold him while he face-fucked her. In a moment he was coming, pushing deep back into her throat as he blew his load. Anna barely had a moment to taste the salty sweetness of it before it was past her tongue, rushing down her throat. Varan groaned one last time, hoarsely, before relaxing his hips and pulling out of her mouth. Anna quickly took a deep breath and pushed the hair from her eyes, then stood up between his arms. 

"Varan?" she asked, looking at him. His eye was closed and he was still braced against the wall. "Did you enjoy it? It's the first time I've ever given one...I know I could have done better, I-"

He opened his eye. "You're perfect," he said, looking straight at her for a moment. The intensity in his face startled Anna. After a moment he withdrew again, becoming the man in control. "How can you be so insecure?" he demanded with a smile.

"Everyone is insecure on their first try at something new," she countered.

"Not me," he replied. "I see something that needs doing and I do it. Simple."

"We aren't all so blessed." Anna rolled her eyes. "Was I just something to do?" she asked teasingly.

"Oh, you're mildly amusing," Varan said nonchalantly as he got some cleanser and began to run it through her hair. "More than something to do. Definitely something to do several times at least, otherwise it would be a bad deal."

"You're so rude," she scolded him. "Maybe I should go mildly amuse someone else."

"Not for another turn you won't," he reminded her satisfactorily. "We aren't going back down until practically center hour. I brought you up here to help me work. This is just a break."

"Not exactly a relaxing one," Anna suggested as she rinsed.

"Not exactly. But at least I'm clean." He shrugged. "So it's not a total loss."

Anna was tempted to give some saucy rejoinder, but he turned her around, put his arms around her waist and held her for a moment. He was gentle now, not forceful; almost tender. He was definitely a man of contradictions. Anna rested her head back on his shoulder, closing her eyes and relaxing against him.

They got out soon afterwards and dressed in clean jumpsuits, and Varan made a quick meal and some more coffee. Afterwards they went over star charts together. He asked her to point to some of the places she had been.

"You know about Devil's Tower." She placed her finger on the chart and the planetoid sprang into view, an imposing crust of red and black and tan. "Mykros was fun." She pulled that planet up. "It's the only place I've ever stayed that had oceans. I never did get to learn to swim, though. I always wanted to, but my father could never spare the time. Then the Koreo settlements..." Anna started to pull those up, but stopped just as fast. "A few different ones in the Andromeda Chain," she continued brightly. "Also Karavan, but only for a few months. It was a short contract. Devil's Tower is definitely the roughest I've worked." She looked over at him. "What about you?"

"I've done all of those except for the Koreo chain," he replied. "Too small for my company. I've also worked all along the dark zone at the edge of this galaxy. There are some good rare minerals out there. I've been to Terrace, Corleon, Griffyn..." He shrugged. "Too many to name.'

"Isn't Griffyn a water world?" Anna asked. "What did you mine?"

"We mined the coral walls. The people there are real environmentalists, but their coral has pigments in it that are unique. It costs an arm and a leg and we have to pledge to help rebuild everything we take down, but it's worth it."

"You have underwater equipment?" Anna asked excitedly.

"It's one of my subsidiary companies, the manufacture and mining of these pigments."

"How exciting!" Anna exclaimed. "I've always wanted to mine from water, but we never had the equipment for it. My father liked dry land."

"Maybe someday you'll get to try it." He didn't say anything more on the subject.

Varan repeated his spacewalks two more times, each time lasting about three hours. Anna watched him, helped him as she could, guided the ship and made sure there was coffee waiting on his return. After the third walk, she felt herself getting sleepy. Varan had another shower, this time solo, and Anna sat down on the bunk on the side of the living space, setting the bunk's surface for some slight suction in so that she wouldn't float away. Just for a moment... She promised herself. I'll just lie down for a moment. She put her head down and within minutes had fallen asleep, the bunk securing her in place.

Varan came out a few minutes later, drying off. He moved with no noise in the weightless environment, dressing, all the while watching Anna on the bunk. Sleep was far from his mind. All he could do was look at her, admire her shape, her pleasing softness and strength. There was no way he could find it in his heart to wake her. She was beautiful, so beautiful, so strong and intelligent. She was more than her Madame had made her out to be. She was a natural goddess among mechanicals, a vision, a princess. She was far more than he deserved. Varan felt his mood go black as he watched her. In only a few hours, he would have to give her back. He wanted her, and wanted to keep her, with all his heart. How could such a thing happen in so short a time span? She wasn't for him. She would go to the next person who paid for her, like they all did. He couldn't even bring himself to pretend, as he had the night before, that she could stay. Besides, what business did a ruin of a man like himself have with such a young and beautiful woman? Angry at himself, at her and at everything in general, Varan left her alone, moving off to the cockpit.

***

Anna woke up to a rough shake. "Mmm?" She sat up slowly, the suction of the bunk gently releasing her. "Varan?"

"Drink this." He pushed a cup into her hands. "You slept too long. We have to get back to Ceyla City."

"How long did I sleep for?" Anna asked, a bit taken-aback by his abruptness.

"Long enough for us to need to be back," he replied. "Drink the coffee and meet me in the control room." He was gone in a moment. 

Anna drank the hot coffee quickly, not stopping to savor it as she liked to. She cleaned her teeth in the small bathroom and went up to the front of the craft. Varan was already strapped in and priming the engines.

"Sit," he told her. Almost before she had the harness fastened the ship was accelerating.

"You could have woken me up sooner, and then we wouldn't have to rush," Anna suggested.

"Don't tell me what to do," Varan growled. Anna turned and faced straight forward, watching the stars rise and fall, seeing Ceyla come into view. On the outside she hoped she looked calm; inside she was hurting. What had happened? Why was he being so short with her? She wanted to ask him but was afraid of the response she would get, so she sat still and said nothing. 

The trip back to his compound was brief, but very uncomfortable. Once they touched down, Varan was out of his seat in a moment. "Go to the flyer. I'll meet you there soon," he told her, and then he was gone down the ramp. Anna slowly unbuckled herself and stood. She double-checked all the safeties on the ship and made sure the living and storage spaces were in order. Then she walked off, ignoring the glances that came her way, heading straight for the flyer. She could see Jamie a little ways off, waving, but she ignored him. Anna quickly sat down in the flyer and tinted the windows. Her clothes were in the back. She fingered them briefly, wondering what Varan had seen in her two nights ago when he bought her contract. He sure wasn't acting friendly now. She had hoped he would want her one more time before she went back to Madame Ko...

Varan was suddenly there, sitting down and turning the flyer on. He didn't say a word to Anna, just got the flyer ready and began to drive away. The silence from him was almost unbearable. Anna finally plucked up her nerve. 

"Varan...what have I done wrong?"

"Why do you always think you've done something wrong?" he demanded shortly.

"Because if I haven't, then this is a damn fine way to return me to my keepers." Anna was getting a little angry now. "I thought you enjoyed being with me! I'm sorry I went to sleep, but I was tired. I wouldn't have minded being woken up. Why won't you be honest with me?"

"Elsiane..." His hands clenched briefly on the flyer wheel, and Anna drew back a little. "It isn't...you, alright? I got news up there that one of my ships has had some trouble. Nothing major, but it made me speed things up. I have a lot to do to make things right, and I can't do them with you around."

"Oh." Anna sat back in her seat and thought for a moment. If he was so busy, why was he taking her back himself? That question, she didn't want to ask aloud.

It didn't take long for them to be outside Madame Ko's large residence. Varan stilled the flyer, and there was an uncomfortable silence again. Varan broke it this time.

"Be well, Elsiane. Perhaps I'll see you at some other event."

"Perhaps," she murmured. She leaned over the seat and put her hands on his cheeks. Quickly he pulled her away, his hands gripping her wrists like vices, but she leaned in and kissed him. It took a moment, but he responded, and let her press her body against his. After a few more seconds she pulled away. "You're a wonderful man," Anna said softly. "You've made this so special for me. I'm sorry you got bad news, but I couldn't leave without a real goodbye." She kissed him again. "I look forward to seeing you again." She smiled. "I won't risk any more life and limb, I promise."

"Elsiane." He pulled her into his embrace, stroking her hair for a moment. He released her fast. "I have to go."

"I know. Go take care of your ship." With a final smile, she took her clothes from the back of the flyer and got out, shut the door gently, then walked away into Madame Ko's.

***

Once she was gone, Varan pulled his credit strip from his pocket. He wired two thousand more credits to Madame Ko's account, with a short note-for Elsiane. He didn't drive back to his company. He drove home, reckless fast across the landscape. When he got home he pulled the flyer into its port, went inside the red room, and contemplated, not for the first time in his life, suicide.



Anna Ch. 05



Madame Ko met Anna in the hall as she walked out of her room, where she had gone to change her clothes right after leaving Varan. "Inside, please." She indicated her office. Anna sat down in the same plush chair she had over a week ago when she was first brought here by Cris. So many changes had happened since then. Madame Ko sat down across from her. "You're back on time. Was the contract successful?"

"I...believe so," Anna replied. 

"Why the hesitation?"

"Well..."

"Elsiane, I get full disclosure of contracts. If something happened that was amiss, you need to tell me."

"I'm just not sure I made him completely happy," Anna told her. Admitting it hurt. "We made love several times...he was wonderful." Her eyes got a bit glassy as she remembered the last time, with his face pressed between her thighs. "He seemed to enjoy it. But after last night, he was very short with me. He seemed almost angry. It wasn't anything I did on the ship, I know my way around those easy. He was just...upset. And I didn't know what to do," she confessed finally. "He told me something was wrong with one of his ships. That might explain it. But..."

Madame Ko watched her for a moment before checking something on her desk. "Well, you must have done something right. Mr. Varan sent you an extra two thousand credits."

"Two thousand?" Anna was amazed. "That much?"

"It's high but not unheard of. This two thousand will go directly into your personal account. You could equip a very nice space suit for this kind of money. Custom." She said it all matter-of-factly. "I daresay that despite any rough patches, Mr. Varan will ask for you again. I'll ask some of the other Stars to talk with you about different ways to handle men. In the meantime, you've gotten many other offers. Some are ridiculously low, but others you should consider. I don't allow a Star to say no to someone I deem reasonable until he or she has tried them once." Madame Ko pressed something into her computer, and Anna's credit strip dinged. "I've loaded the offers and profiles of your potentials into your strip. Touch it to the mirror in your room and you can look at them individually, on a larger scale." She sat back. "Cristabel had an extension put on her contract for another night, so I suggest you take the time to look soon before she arrives to distract you."

"I will. Thank you." Anna stood up and stepped out of the office, resisting an impulse to bow. She walked back down to her room, bemused, wondering about the offers loaded on the credit strip and still feeling Varan's hands on her body, the feel of his skin on hers... She stepped into her room and made sure it was closed behind her. She was glad that Cris wasn't here. It wasn't that she didn't want to see her, but she needed to be alone for awhile.

Anna sat down on her bed, now a comfortable hardness rather than far too soft. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. She could still smell him on her, coffee and sweat and something else indefinable. "Varan..." It was time to bring her head out of the bright black sky. Her contract with him was over. He had taken what he wanted and left. She hoped that he would want her again, but for now...for now, she had to move on. On to the next patron. But part of her would always belong to him now.

Tears burned at the edge of her eyes. Anna hastily wiped them away and moved over to the mirror. She took out her credit slip and pressed it to the glass. It seemed to know exactly what needed to happen. All the latest transactions downloaded onto the glass, which immediately became opaque. There were the two thousand credits, with the terse note next to them. He had paid her six thousand credits for two nights of company. "Thank you," she whispered.

There was another file there, titled "Potentials". Anna assumed that was the one Madame Ko had put together. She pressed it lightly and the file opened. A number of pictures were displayed, with names and information next to them. There were also details of the times and compensation offered. Anna enhanced the first one and smiled. It was the man with the diamond buttons who had been so friendly at the ball. It turned out his name was Riory Mileon. He wasn't a miner, exactly. He was a gem merchant that had contracts with all the major mining companies that came through Ceyla City, and the biggest jeweler on the asteroid. Well, that explained the buttons. He'd had liaisons with a number of different Stars; he seemed to be something of a connoisseur. She had liked him, though. He was offering 2500 credits for a single night with her. Apparently that was his standard fee for new Stars. His timetable was relaxed-anytime within the next few weeks. Madame Ko had noted a number of promising dates along the side. The first one was in five days. Anna switched to the next picture.

This was the woman she had met at the party, dark, with short hair and a strong build. Matilda Snow. She was a miner, running her own medium-sized company. She was a staunch lesbian, a mother of three, and a very no-nonsense type of woman. She wanted a companion for several nights, and also someone to model some of her new equipment. Her company manufactured top-line space suits for miners. Her date was set for two weeks out, and it was non-negotiable, as she was having an expo then for her equipment. Anna went to the next picture.

This was she didn't remember as well, but she had seen him at the party, and he had bid on her in the beginning, a Mr. Daevian Atchester. He was an attractive young man with dark hair pulled back into a braid and light eyes. He was the son of a mining magnate, but apart from that there was very little listed about him. He was offering 1000 credits for an evening with her, not even close to Riory's bid, but Madame Ko was urging her to accept it since he might become a regular. Apparently he was new to Madame Ko's Stars; Anna was the first he had ever bid on. He wanted her company in a week.

The other offers were all 500 credits or lower for an evening, and the Madame firmly discouraged her from taking any of them. If she established herself as cheap, no one would pay higher prices. Anna glanced over the names and smiled when she saw an offer from Jamie. She brought it up. It was 100 credits (My life savings!) for a dinner. The grin on his face in the picture assured her that it was probably meant as a joke, something to keep her remembering him. 

There was a final note at the end of the dossier with a schedule attached to it, showing Madame Ko's suggestions for the next few weeks. First Riory in five days for a single evening together (dress elegant), then Daevian two days after that for another evening. She'd have almost a week off then before getting together with Matilda for three nights. I know it's hardly a full schedule, but as you're seen more, more people will offer for you, Madame wrote. If you accept my suggestions, make your mark at the bottom of the contract and I'll make the arrangements. If not, come up with something of your own and present it to me soon. After considering for a moment, Anna signed her name. It was as good as anything else, and it left her with plenty of free time to do...something. She sighed. Nothing would make her happier right now than to be out there in a suit of her own, weightless, effortless, one more point of light in the endless dark. It might be nice to have a suit of her own...

It was a thought. What to do now, though? She didn't need to clean up and her room was neat and organized. A desire for company struck her. Anna pulled an airy sage-colored silk tunic over her tank top and leggings and walked barefoot down the hall to the Wardrobe. Piano music filtered out into the hall. As soon as she arrived, the Harriman AI pranced over to her, momentarily abandoning the Star he had been with.

"Elsie, darling! How did it go?"

"Very well," she replied with a smile at the silvery figure.

"I knew it would, I just knew it. Feeling well, darling?"

"Very well, thank you."

"Good. Are you ready to try some new tricks?" Harri smiled, showing gleaming silver teeth. "I reviewed your performance and I thought of a few little ways we could tweak it to make it more spectacular."

"That sounds fine, but please, finish what you're doing first." She smiled again. "I'm in no hurry."

"Lovely, darling, lovely. Just sit anywhere, it won't be too long."

"Thank you." Harri went back to the other Star, which at a second glance appeared to be Morgianna, and she was none too happy about being abandoned. She shot Anna a glare and tossed her long dark hair over a shoulder. Anna ignored her discontent and moved over towards the piano, where Giovanni was playing. Anna had spent one of her nights with him before the party, and he had made her laugh the whole evening.

"Elsie!" He smiled when he saw her. "Hey there. Come and sit down, tell me about your first contract." He made some room for her at the piano bench without ceasing his play. "If you want to, that is."

"Hi, Gio." He had asked her to call him that the first night. She sat down next to him, not as shy now as she had been the first time they met. He was shorter and smaller than her, and his skin was creased with laughter lines all around his eyes and mouth. He felt comforting to be around. She'd found out that his modifications were mostly neural, giving him extremely fast reflexes, useful when he was performing magic tricks. Even as he gave her a friendly hug, his free hand was moving fast enough on the keys to play both parts.

"So?"

"It went well, I think. Varan seemed pleased."

"That's all you can ask for," he said philosophically. "That and oodles of cash. And chocolate. Eternal worship is always nice-"

"Oh, Gio, cut it out," Anna laughed. "It went well enough."

"And I'm sure the Madame has set up more for you."

"Three more. She told me it wasn't very much..."

"It's enough to keep an artificial environment over your head, and that's the important thing."

"I suppose." She just watched his hands for a moment, moving with lightning speed over the keys.

"Can you keep it up, kiddo?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well," Giovanni, said, keeping his eyes on the music in front of him, "being a Star isn't for everyone. It's just barely for me. No one would blame you if you paid your debt and took off for something better."

"I don't have anywhere else to go," Anna replied. "And without money, I have no way to get somewhere else anyhow. I think I'll be okay for awhile."

"Well, if you ever need a friendly shoulder to cry on, a sympathetic ear, an enthusiastic cock, you know where to come to."

"Gio, you're too kind." Anna rolled her eyes.

"Get used to propositions," he told her seriously. "Stars practice with each other. With Cris as a roommate you'll probably get all the practice you need, but keep an open mind."

"I will," she told him, blushing a bit. He smiled to see it. 

"Good." He pounded out a fast beat on the piano. "Can you dance to this? It'd be a pretty picture."

"I'm not much of a dancer," Anna said apologetically.

"What? With that figure? It's not like it's hard. Hang on." He set the piano onto autoplay and stood up. "Come on, get up. I'll show you enough so that you don't embarrass yourself." He held out his hand. Anna took it and they walked to the center of the room. "Just follow my lead. Right, left, rock and step, right, left..." He moved her through the basic pattern easily. Even though he was three inches shorter than her, Anna felt like it was completely natural dancing with him. And he was fast enough to keep her from stepping on his toes.

"Good, now a turn." Using one hand, he gently propelled her body beneath their linked hands, then again, then a third time. "Keep your feet on the beat, let the rest of your body listen to me." He began to turn as well, all the time keeping her in the pattern. Anna found herself moving easily to his lead, following his hands, responding to the light touches against her body. Some of the ways that she found herself responding surprised her. How could she want more so soon after finishing a contract? But she had wanted more even then, and she could feel the latent desire catching up to her. Giovanni seemed to feel it as well. Instead of brief touches, his hands were stroking her now. When they came close together, he pressed a kiss to her neck. Anna laughed and let herself enjoy the sensations. After all, Stars did practice together...

"And now, the finale." Giovanni put his arms around her waist and lowered her towards the ground in a dip. Anna's hair brushed the floor as she arched, keeping one hand around Giovanni's neck. When he lifted her up again, she could see a matching desire in his eyes. "Perhaps not quite the finale," he murmured. "Harri can work with you another time, yes?"

"Yes," Anna agreed.

"Then why don't we go back to my room?"

"I'd like that," Anna said with a smile. Holding hands, they quietly left the Wardrobe together and walked to his room down the Men's hall. He pressed the entry, and the door dissolved before them. Giovanni's room was fairly dark, set up to be mysterious-it suited his image as a magician. The bed against the wall was covered with a black comforter, and Giovanni sat Anna down on it and sighed.

"You have a look any artist would love." 

"Flatterer," Anna replied. Strangely, she didn't feel nervous now. Not with Gio. It was just being with a friend. A friend she desperately wanted. Giovanni caught her expression.

"A little impatient?"

"Just a little." 

He laughed and leaned in close to her, then kissed her full on the lips. Anna wrapped her arms around his torso and closed her eyes, savoring the feel of him. He applied gentle pressure; Anna leaned back onto the bed. It was amazing how fast he had his shirt off. Those heightened responses again. His fingers danced across her bodice, and in an instant the tunic and top were gone, and her breasts were exposed. She had a few bruises from where Varan had gripped her. Giovanni frowned. "Had a rough time of it, Elsie?"

"Not too rough," she replied, remembering for a moment the feel of Varan's hands on her breasts. "Just rough enough."

"I'll remember you like it that way." He grinned devilishly. His fingertips caressed her nipples, pulling them erect. "But I don't have the patience to torment you now. You're beautiful, Elsie..."

"Gio." She shifted her hips. "I don't want to wait. I want you."

"Music to my ears." In a few seconds he had stripped both her and himself of their remaining clothes. He was a small man but he had a good-sized cock, and he stroked it with one hand as he caressed her breasts with the other. "This is what you want, Elsie?"

"Oh, yes."

He moved his fingers down to her sex, playing with her slick folds. "And this is where you want it?"

"Gio, yes!" Anna writhed against his fingers, arching her hips towards his hand. She wanted nothing more right now than a good long fucking; her body cried out for it. Her pupils had grown huge, and her lips were bright pink. Giovanni shook with desire as he watched the woman beneath him abandon herself to him.

"A man could get lost in a woman like you," he murmured.

"Then lose yourself!" Anna whispered. "Just for now. Gio, please!"

He couldn't keep himself from her any more. Abandoning any further foreplay, the elaborate scene he had envisioned, Giovanni pressed his heated body down against hers, positioning his cock in front of her womb. He only hesitated for a moment, then slowly, achingly, pressed himself inside her. The walls of her pussy were tight and amazingly hot, and he groaned as he slid inside, finally buried to the hilt.

Anna moaned. She needed to be fucked so badly now, it was astonishing how much she needed it. Giovanni filled her, not the same way that Varan had, but enough to satisfy her burning need. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him there for a second, savoring the feel of his flesh deep inside of her. "Gio, mmm..."

"Elsie, baby..." He began to move inside of her, small motions at first, just a shift of the pelvis. Anna rocked along with it, breathing deeply, moving her long-fingered hands along his torso and waist.

"Gio, harder," she breathed. He picked up the pace, pulling further out of her pussy before slamming back in, giving her the quickness that she needed. With his modifications, for Giovanni this meant thrusting in and out of her so fast that it felt for a moment like a vibrator on her clit, and in seconds Anna was crying out, coming hard on his cock. Giovanni felt her pulse around him and slowed down, controlling his breathing and trying to keep himself from getting too worked up. He wanted this to last a while longer yet.

"Mmm, Gio..." Anna opened her eyes and smiled. "That was amazing. I had no idea you could do that!"

"Well, some things I reserve for special people," he said with a grin.

"But you haven't come yet."

"Oh, I will," he said honestly. He picked up her legs and put her knees on his shoulders, propping her bottom up with a pillow. "But this is the position I like best."

"It's...different," Anna allowed.

"Elsie, you're so new to this, there will be hundreds of things that seem different and strange at first." Giovanni smiled at her. "This is a tame one, but I love the angle. You won't see freaky until you get together with Justinian. You won't believe some of the positions he can bend into."

"I'm happy right now just being with you," she said softly. He looked down at her with genuine affection. 

"So am I, Elsie." He wrapped his hands around her thighs. "Get ready for a ride, baby, I'm on a razor's edge right now." He began to move inside of her again, starting slow, building up speed. Anna felt him pressing deeper and deeper inside of her, not quite far enough to hit her cervix, but with her legs closer together this time he felt even bigger in her pussy. His hands gripped her legs firmly, not hard enough to leave a mark, but he kept her in place. All she could do now was lie back and enjoy the sex. He moved inside of her hard, and fast, and with precision. It was nothing like Varan. Varan...now wasn't the time to think about him. Giovanni had his head bowed, eyes closed, moving against her like a piston. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, the sheath of a blazing sword. He fucked her without pause or break, all straining muscle and longing groans and sweet, hard swiftness inside of her. 

Anna came again, her clit buzzing with the rapidity of his movement, and then again. The pleasure became a steady pulsing wave radiating from her sex, and she reached down and rubbed their conjoined bodies, then her stomach, then her breasts, drawing the feelings up with each stroke until every time she pinched a nipple, she felt an echoing pleasure in her clit that made her pussy clench, squeezing Gio's cock tight in warm, wet silk.

Eventually Giovanni tensed, his hands contracting. In a moment he was moaning, pressing into her depths and shooting his seed deep inside of her. He let out a lengthy groan, first with a grimace and then relaxing into a smile as the ecstasy played out from urgent to simply enjoyable. Finally he released his grip, stroking her thighs and smiling. He seemed to sense Anna's uncertainty. "Fuck me, you're a damn fine woman." 

"You're a damn fine man, and we did just fuck," Anna laughed. Giovanni knew just what to say to take any strangeness out of their sudden sexual encounter.

"True," he agreed, pulling out of her slowly. "Not too much friction there?"

"I'm fine," Anna replied. She reached out and stroked Giovanni's arm with one hand. "Thanks, Gio."

"My pleasure. Any time. Any where. Any place. Any...space."

"Oh, lovely, thanks for that!" Anna laughed again.

"Well, I might not be the one to introduce the other ways to you, but I can't wait to help you practice." He grinned. "Come on, Elsie. Let's clean up."




Anna Ch. 05



I slowly untie anna from the table, releasing her body from the bondage I had put it in. When she is totally untied I pick her up and carry her to a chair. I sit down with her in my lap, her head on my shoulder and hold her for a bit, my hands caressing her. My cock is very hard from all the stimulating activities and I am ready to cum. 

I whisper in her ear, "anna, time to suck my cock. I want you to get on your knees and make love to my hard cock. Lick it, kiss it, rub it on your face and breasts. Suck my balls, lick the spot under them, use your hands to caress my cock, balls legs, ass. Show me how grateful you are to me. Show me that you are a good little slave."

She looks into my eyes and slides off my lap to kneel in front of me. I lean back in the big chair and watch as she shifts her gaze to my cock. She takes it in her hand and gently kisses the head and shaft using just her lips at first. Her other hand cups my balls and gently plays with them. Then she looks into my eyes once more as she slides my cock into her mouth, rolling her tongue around the head. Her warm mouth and tongue feel delicious and I warn her to not make me cum too soon. I want to enjoy the sight of my slave making love to my cock for the first time. She pops the head out of her mouth and rubs it over her lips and cheeks, then sits up higher and rubs it over her breasts, teasing her nipples with my cock. It is such a sexy sight, her naked on her knees in front of me with my cock running over her smooth skin leaving drops of pre-cum on her breasts that shine in the light. A few more caresses then she bends down once more and begins working on my balls, licking them, sucking on them, lifting them so she can tongue that spot underneath that is so sensitive. She even surprises me with a tentative lick near my ass. I am not sure if she is curious about tonguing my ass but decide to just sit back and enjoy myself as my slave explores me with her mouth and hands.

The licking and stroking go on for a bit but I am inpatient and my balls ache with the need to cum. 

"anna, suck on the head and pump the shaft with your hands, it is time for me to empty by cum onto your body. I know you do not enjoy swallowing cum so I will not make you swallow all of mine. When I cum I want you to point my cock at your breasts and let me shoot all over them. Keep pumping my cock while I shoot. When I am done cumming I will have you taste some of the cum. You will taste me because I enjoy making you do it. Now get to work slave and give me pleasure." With that I sit back again and watch as anna goes to work.

She is really into it and I can tell she is eager to give me pleasure. It is exciting to watch her suck my cock into her mouth and pump the shaft with her hand. 

I feel her warm tongue flicking across the underside of the head and let out a groan as she pleasures me. "Mmmmmmm anna, you are doing a great job. I am very close to cumming. Keep working on my cock. I love how your mouth feels on me. Squeeze the shaft harder, keep licking and sucking." 

Anna moves faster and I can feel my orgasm building, in a moment it will be upon me. My cock starts to spasm and anna takes it from her mouth and cradles it in her breasts as she pumps the shaft. With a loud groan I shoot hot jets of cum over her breasts. White ropes of cum that drip down her lovely skin. She looks very sexy with my cum shooting onto her. Shot after shot erupts from my cock till finally I am spent and her breasts are shiny with my sperm. 

"Ahh anna that was wonderful, sit up here on my lap for a moment." She climbs into my lap and snuggles against me. 

I can smell my cum on her chest. I reach out and scoop some up with my finger. Looking into her eyes I bring my cum covered finger to her mouth. 

"Taste me anna. Clean off my finger with your tongue." 

Anna uses her tongue to clean the cum from my finger. As she licks off the last drops I pull her lips to mine and push my tongue into her mouth to share the last taste. As we kiss, she sinks into me relaxing her body against mine. My cum drips between us as we enjoy the closeness. We sit for a while in silence and warmth. For a moment all is still and quiet, just our breathing filling the space. 

"Now it is time to clean up anna" I whisper into her ear. "Lets go take a shower together. I want to wash you off and I want you to wash me as well. I think I will have you lick my body off before we start in again." 

I stand, and gently push her to her knees. "Crawl into the bathroom my slave. I want to watch." 

She obeys and crawls away form me towards the bathroom. As I watch her sexy ass move away I begin to think of all the things I want to do to her. With a smile I follow her into the bathroom.



Anna Ch. 05



The following day, I picked Jane up from Rachel's house. It was obvious they had been together that night but Jane asked not to talk about it and said she would talk when she was ready. I sort of respected it but to be honest, I was pre-occupied with thoughts of Anna. We had fucked in the sauna, half fucked on the bed, fucked again against the sink and then fucked in her bed. The last time was different. From my point of view, I wasn't just getting my rocks off. I was actually focused on her and how she was enjoying it too. It was more of a shared thing.

As I drove Jane home, I could only think about how soon I could visit Anna again. At Jane's house I went inside with her and we ended up in her room. We were lying on the bed fully clothed, just kissing and chilling out. I was feeling her tits through her clothing and enjoying the soft moans she was letting out. The petting was getting me more aroused but Jane wasn't making any effort to stimulate me. I ran my hand up her leg and under the long white skirt she had been wearing the previous evening. Her beautiful legs parted and I rubbed her pussy slowly. Jane became wet and my finger slipped inside her. As I rubbed her pussy and worked my finger inside her she seemed to distance herself from me and just concentrate on the soaking wet digit that was playing with her g-spot. She moaned and sighed until a rush of climax hit her body and she gripped my hand between her legs with her thighs. All this made my cock nice and hard and I started to unzip my jeans with my other hand. Her hand moved across to help and soon my cock was released and Jane was stroking it. She moved to sit on top of me and I suddenly remembered Anna had sat in exactly the same position the night before. Jane sat gently on my cock in the same way Anna had done.

"I can't believe I let Anna sit on you last night," said Jane staring down on me.

"That was just a game," I said, "This is for real." She smiled back at me and just wiggled. She was clearly enjoying feeling my throbbing cock straining to get inside her. Then she copied the movement Anna had made the night before and raised her self up. My cock sprang up a little and Jane wiggled as she came down so I could enter her. She sat on my cock with it deep inside her soaking pussy.

We moved very little but just stared at each other enjoying the moment. There was closeness between us that was really special and my cock being inside her just added to that. 

"I missed you last night" she said, rocking back and forth slowly on my swollen cock. "Rachel touched me all over but I wouldn't let her kiss me or touch my pussy. I liked feeling her hands on my body and over my skin but I couldn't go any further. I think she was a little disappointed but I don't care." I sat there listening to her almost forgetting my cock was inside her. Without any response from me, Jane carried on talking. "We slept in the same bed and fell to sleep naked with our bodies touching. Our legs were entwined and I could feel the heat from her pussy against my leg. She was rubbing against me and it felt really hot. Eventually we both just fell to sleep. In the morning, I woke up alone and she was downstairs drinking coffee and writing something in a book"

The diary must make quite interesting reading I thought to myself. I flipped Jane off me and onto her back, climbed back on top of her and started to fuck her again. Slowly at first but then I really started to fuck quite hard. As I did I thought about Anna. Jane's body was so different to Anna's. Jane was a size or two smaller and her skin was softer and smoother. I couldn't say which I preferred but as I fucked Jane with her legs wrapped round me, my mind drifted to thoughts of Anna and I came deep into her pussy. My cock softened inside her and I slowly slipped it out. Jane's legs stayed apart and I slipped my cock back in again. We smiled as I toyed with her clit using the head of my semi erect cock. The white skirt was up round her waist and her legs and pussy looked so sweet against the material. I was the luckiest man alive and with hindsight I should have counted my blessings and stuck with Jane. Hindsight is a wonderful thing and little did I know my relationship with Jane was about to change dramatically.

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My evening job serving drinks in a pub took up three nights a week. One night on the way home, I called in on Anna. She answered the door in her dressing gown but seemed reluctant to let me in. 

"What are you doing here?" she asked in a whisper. I explained that I was on my way home from work and thought I would call in. By that I meant I wanted to fuck her. She was clearly weighing up the situation. Her little boy was upstairs asleep but other than that, there was no reason why not. "Come in......but only for a little while."

I followed her into the living room. The curtains were shut and she turned the sound down on the TV. Sitting next to her on the sofa, I started to run my hand up her thigh. We talked a little about what we had been up to and whether Jane suspected anything from the night of our game. My hand was still playing along her thigh and I started to get hard. She pushed her leg against mine to make more contact between us but then stopped.

"You better go," said Anna suddenly, "It's late and you can't stay."

With that she stood up. I stood up and followed her but before she could leave the room, I put my arms around her from behind. I slipped a hand inside her dressing gown and it fell open. She tried to resist but I immediately began nibbling on her neck. Anna arched her head back and slipped an arm behind her and round me showing her approval. I unzipped myself and lowered my trousers. My cock was almost completely hard and in the time it took me to move Anna into a bent over position against a large sofa chair, I was completely hard. She opened her legs a little to welcome my cock. Her hand slipped between her legs reaching for my cock and she grabbed it and slipped it into her. Her dressing gown was getting in the way so I lifted it onto her back and started to fuck her from behind. She was pushing back against me and I was banging her faster and harder. Her perfectly rounded ass cheeks rippled as I slammed into her. After a few minutes of really hard fucking I lifted her into an upright position with my cock still in her and just humped her standing up. We were both panting and she stepped forward and away from me. Anna moved to the sofa and kneeled on all fours. I positioned myself behind her and started to fuck her again. Only this time she was encouraging me.

"Fuck me, fuck me..... keep fucking me." She was half whispering and half panting and I was following her instructions and fucking her. Then I took matters into my own hands, pushing her onto her stomach, flat on the sofa and fucking her from behind until I came. I stayed there on top of her still humping, even after I came. She continued to moan with every hump and I just kept doing it. Within a minute or two I was softening but I still kept thrusting into her without actually withdrawing. I started to harden again quite soon and before long I was able to fuck again. By the way she moved back up onto all fours, I could tell she wasn't complaining and I started sliding my soaking wet cock in and out of her pussy. 

"More..... Fuck me again, c'mon, fuck me." She really wanted it and I intended to make her come. After a few hard thrusts, my cock slipped out and flopped upwards onto her ass. I began to slide it down but instead of returning it to her pussy I spotted her ass hole. I gripped my cock firmly and positioned it over her ass and pushed against it. She resisted but I continued. The tip just disappeared half an inch inside her. There was silence. Was she going to resist me or let me do it? I kept pushing and bit-by-bit I entered her. My cock was covered in her juices and some of my cum so it was well lubricated. It became more comfortable for her and felt really tight for me. I gave her a good anal fucking to compliment the regular fuck we had just enjoyed. It felt amazing for me and I didn't really consider whether she was enjoying it. For some reason I decided not to cum inside her and I withdrew just as my second load shot all over her back. I jacked out the last few spurts and wiped my cock head on her ass cheeks.

She turned and lay facing me on the sofa. Her dressing gown was all over the place and her freshly fucked pussy was in full view. I loved staring at it seeing the lips all red and swollen. 

"That's my first time" she said referring to the anal. 

"Me too" I smiled.

Anna then grimaced and said, "I think I prefer it in my pussy but it was worth a try."

A few moments later I was out of the door and on my way home. I got a bit of a shock when I arrived home. Jane was waiting for me. 

"Where have you been?" she asked, "I called in at the pub to give you a lift home and they said I had just missed you."

I had some explaining to do and I blushed. I suppose I must have looked a little guilty and she could tell I was at a loss to explain where I was. There was no way in hell that she could know I was giving Anna's arse a good seeing to.

"Where have you been?" She asked again. "Were you with someone?...... Oh no. NO WAY. NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!.... WHO IS SHE? TELL ME"

She stood up and started to grab me and shake me. I didn't answer. She hit me against the chest and started to cry. I stood there taking her mild beating and trying to calm her down. "You fucking cheating pig. Why? You fucking pig!!! You fucking fuck" Jane was getting even more worked up. I still stayed silent so she grabbed her car keys off the table and started to head for the door.

"Honey, wait!!" I shouted after her. "Nothing happened. I haven't done anything."

It was no use. My guilty cheating face had given me away. I decided to let her go and then try to talk to her in the morning. Of course it was no use. Over the next couple of days, phone calls were unanswered, flowers didn't work, and everything I tried failed to change her mind. Although she had no evidence, she was convinced I had cheated on her. She was right but I was prepared to lie or do anything to get her back. I needed Anna's help. I was going to lie and say I had called round to see James and I had been talking to Anna the whole time. It was worth a try but Anna would have to be in on it.

"No chance," said Anna when I explained my situation and how I wanted her to lie for me. "I'm not saying you were here. She'll know its me you were with."

"You're my only hope...." I pleaded.

"No!" Anna's decision was final. I stared at Anna and started to think. Was she hoping I would split with Jane? Could she really think like that? Was that what this was about? For the first time, I looked at her and felt no attraction whatsoever. In fact, I only felt contempt. I think Anna could sense it. "I think you better go!" she said. I stepped towards her and she stepped back. "Just go!" I stepped towards her again. She stepped back but was leaning against her kitchen table. I leaned into her. My cock was pushing against her. She leaned back. This was not sexual, this was aggression and it was turning me on. "JUST GO!" she said.

"What's the matter?" I asked. "Don't you want me today?"

She looked slightly scared but I wasn't expecting what she said next, "We're finished!" That was it. I paused for a second and waited for it to sink in. I didn't believe it at the time but I also didn't like what I was feeling so I left her house without looking back at her. I didn't return as I felt too much pride. 

That was the last I saw of Anna for a few months. I missed her to start with and I especially regretted the end of the fucking. I later found out that she had got back with her husband. Jane and I patched things up a little but it wasn't the same and she didn't trust me. She was possessive to begin with but things really started to eat her up and I didn't enjoy her company in quite the same way. The looks can only have an impact for so long. Rachel had been right during her sauna outburst. There has to be a connection and it was gone with Jane and me. Eventually Jane cheated on me with someone else and we parted on very bad terms.

About a year later I bumped into Rachel in the supermarket. We chatted for a while and then carried on with our shopping. As I left the shop, she was also leaving and she offered me a lift. I accepted and we chatted in the car on the way home. Rachel asked about Jane and I explained that we had parted finally, then the subject moved to Anna.

"I expect you heard Anna got back with Ken?" she asked. "Did you and her really fuck that night on my floor?" It was clear that Rachel didn't really know.

"I thought you knew everything," I replied.

"Such as, what is there to know? Anna told me about the blowjob when your button broke. That was because of the whole blowjob issue with Ken." Rachel was starting to intrigue me now.

"What issue with Ken?" I asked.

Rachel then went onto explain that Anna had never been into oral sex. It had been a constant source of argument between her and Ken ever since they got married and she point blank refused to consider sucking his cock. When they played the Mild or Wild game one night with two couples at Rachel's house, things got very drunken and Anna ended up sucking another mans cock in front of her husband as a sort of revenge because he had done stuff with two of the other women who were playing. Ken couldn't handle the rule that it all had to stay in the game and couldn't be brought up later. Anna had confided to Rachel that she was afraid of sucking cock because she had no idea what to do. Rachel had encouraged her to just give it a go but Anna just couldn't bring herself to do it. It then turns out that the blowjob she gave me when my button broke was her trying to practice. No wonder she just stayed still and sucked it I thought. Then I remembered how she really tried in the bedroom and then did it again after the sink fuck. Anna was practicing her oral sex skills on me all that time. 

"So did you fuck Anna then?" Rachel was still as direct as ever and grinning from ear to ear. She looked really attractive still and I was trying to work out if I had a chance of fucking her.

"I remember you stroking my balls!" I said evading the question.

"Yeah," she said. "Sorry about that, I was a bit drunk."

"I seam to remember leaving Jane with you that night" I changed the subject a little.

"You missed a real party with just the two of us," Rachel said with a laugh.

"What would have happened if I had stayed?" I said looking her straight in the eye. She only glanced at me and looked back to the road as she was driving.

"You might have helped me fulfil my fantasy.....you know...being fucked in front of other people." Rachel was really opening up now.

"So is it still a fantasy?" I asked. She shook her head but didn't say why.

I wasn't going to get anywhere with this approach so I started another approach. "Are you seeing anyone at the moment?"

"No, and I don't want to." Rachel answered. She wasn't opening up at all. 

"What a waste!" I said in a complimentary way.

"Thanks, you're very sweet," Rachel replied without any conviction. Then she fell silent and pulled up outside my house. I thanked her for the lift and got out. There was no long lingering look, no flirting or anything like that. Considering this woman had shown me her body naked, masturbated in the sauna in front of me and rubbed my balls whilst I fucked her friend, the atmosphere between us was too normal for my liking. I knew from the diary that she liked my cock but then that didn't really mean anything. I decided I would pay her a visit later that night with some weak excuse about leaving something in her car.

DING DONG. Rachel answered the door and looked surprised to see me. She was wearing jeans, bare feet and a pink blouse. Her hair was tied up. She invited me in and as I got into the kitchen, Anna was there. There was a bottle of wine open and they were half way through it. Anna said hello and I said hello back. We exchanged a little small talk and then I had to explain I thought I left something in Rachel's car that day. Rachel went off to look for it leaving me with Anna.

"I miss you," I said to her.

"We did have some fun!" she replied. She was friendlier than I expected. "Sorry to hear about you and Jane, I thought you two were made for each other." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. 

"I heard you and Ken got back together. How's it going?" I asked. Anna was very positive and said things were much better. I was sort of pleased for her. Rachel returned from the car empty handed and she offered me a glass of wine. I accepted and the three of us had a very pleasant chat about nothing very important. Then another bottle of wine followed and then another. About two hours later we were all pretty drunk. I started to get the feeling the two women were starting to compete for my attention a little and I was enjoying it. The chat was becoming more flirtatious and the looks from both women were highly arousing. The atmosphere was becoming a little sexually charged. I had no idea where this was going and to be honest, I couldn't decide who I most wanted to fuck. 

Rachel was the most drunk and still the most forward, "Tell me you two...when we all played that game, did you both really fuck on the floor." I looked to Anna to answer and she looked back to me. She giggled and said to Rachel that she couldn't remember. "Come on, John. I bet you remember. Did you or didn't you?" I still looked at Anna and just shrugged. As we talked my cock began to get harder. Both women noticed the growing bulge in my pants and the giggling continued. 

"I know you sucked it Anna," said Rachel.

Now I was really getting hard. I adjusted myself and both women noticed the movement. Rachel and Anna started making comments about me and I started to feel outnumbered. "Is he better than Ken?" giggled Rachel.

"Ten times better" giggled Anna confessing everything. Rachel pretended to be shocked and looked back at the bulge in my trousers. I started to think about fucking both these women right there in the room. 

"I can't believe you did it on my floor in front of me!" Rachel exclaimed in mock surprise. 

"And upstairs over the sink and back at my place that night" said Anna. The floodgates were really opening now. "Ah fuck it and don't look at me like that John. She might as well know the truth. We fucked a few times and then we stopped. Big deal!" Anna was really feeling the effects of the wine. 

I excused myself and went to the toilet. When I got back, Anna had gone and Rachel was clearing up the glasses. She explained that Anna had left suddenly and that it was time to call it a night. I helped clear up my glass and the empty bottles and then lingered a while to see if I could get a result with Rachel. There was a part of me that was a little pissed off that Anna had left but I decided to focus my efforts of cracking Rachel once and for all.

"I better be going," I said hoping she would encourage me to stay.

"If you must," Rachel clearly wasn't taking the hint.

"It's late," I said rather pathetically. I was really dragging this one out. Rachel walked up to me and started to whisper in my ear.

"Just come into the living room a moment." With that, Rachel led me into her living room and we stood in the middle of the room on a large rug. She turned to face me and planted a kiss right on my lips. My arms slipped round her and we kissed properly. Both our hands explored our bodies over our clothes and we then started to undress each other. Rachel had a fantastic tanned body and when I got her jeans off along with her skimpy underwear, my cock was hard as anything. She lay back on the rug and pulled me onto her. With very little foreplay of any kind, she opened her legs and I was between them and fucking her. She was a little dry but soon became wet as I pumped her. She made panting noises and we just fucked for about five minutes in the missionary position. With every thrust she panted or breathed a noise. Other than that, I can't say it was that terrific. 




Anna Ch. 05



They had a fun and almost-totally platonic bath together. Anna found herself really enjoying his company. Giovanni was funny and relaxed, and his easy attitude made it easy for Anna to be relaxed as well. She left about an hour later, after they spent some time talking. He told her she could come to him whenever she had a question, a problem, something she didn't want to bring up with the Madame. "You can be like my little sister," he said expansively. "Although I wouldn't fuck my little sister. Probably. Maybe a cousin instead. Not a niece, that would make me feel far too old." Anna had splashed him with bath water.

Now she was back in her own room, lying on her bed and staring with satisfaction at the ceiling. She was happy, she decided. Tentatively happy. The uncertainty she had felt after her contract with Varan was gone for now. Another man had wanted her, and she had been able to please him, and be pleased herself. It was an accomplishment. She closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep, tried to content herself with the encounter she had just had. But her mind came back again and again to Varan. She dreamed about him that night. She couldn't remember the dream, but she woke up with tears on her face the next morning.

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Cristobel bounced into her room bright and early. "Hi Elsie! Did you have a good time?"

"Yes." Anna sat up and wiped her face quickly. "Did you?"

"Definitely! Manny always extends with me. He says he can't afford to, but of course he can." Cris smiled. "I'm seeing him in another four weeks, like clockwork. Manny's one of my favorite regulars. So it went well with Mr. Varan? I've never been with him before, what was he like?"

"He was...he was wonderful."

"What?" Cris sat down next to her and put her arm around Anna's shoulders. "You don't sound so sure."

"Oh, everything went well. We got along fine, and we definitely enjoyed each other. I just don't really understand men, Cris."

"Oh, honey, they don't understand us either." Cris smiled and gave her a hug. "That's part of the fun! As long as you're okay, then everything is fine."

"I'm fine." Anna smiled. "He was a gentleman."

"I was sure you'd be okay." Cris leaned in and pressed her face to Anna's hair. "But there's something else I smell here. This is...Gio's shampoo. Elsie!" She laughed. "Did you make it with Gio too?"

"Well...yes."

"When?"

"Yesterday, after my contract was done. He was teaching me to dance, and all of a sudden we just...you know, we clicked." Anna was a little embarrassed to admit she had been seduced so easily, but Cris didn't seem to take it amiss. She grinned and nudged Anna suggestively.

"He's got some great moves, doesn't he?" she gushed. "I bounced right off of him the last time we did it, he was vibrating so fast. We'll go with missionary next time, I think. But I'm so glad everything went well for you, Elsie, the first one is always the hardest. It gets a lot easier from here. As you're finding out," she giggled, then relented a bit when she saw Anna's blush. "What does your schedule look like, Elsie?"

"Just three more clients over the next few weeks," Anna admitted. "The first is in five days. Riory Mileon."

"That's pretty good, actually. You'll get your name out there with some of the best people, and it's nice to start things off relaxed. You'll have some time to ease into things, and Riory is the best with newbies." Cris smiled again. "Five days will give you lots of time to practice. Riory likes girls to do their own thing and be themselves. He likes variety."

"He seemed very nice," Anna replied, thinking back on his smiling face. 

"Any ladies in the schedule?"

"One."

"Oooh!" Cristobel squealed. "Then you need to practice!" In an instant she had pressed herself against Anna, wrapped her arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to her mouth. "Wanna start with me?" 

"Cris..." Anna laughed, "I think I need breakfast first. And Harriman wanted to talk to me about my act."

"Oh, he can wait." Cris waved a hand dismissively. "I'll order us something and they can leave it outside. You can eat my pussy as an appetizer. Please, Elsie," she begged, "Manny is a nice guy but he doesn't know anything about going down on a woman."

"Neither do I!"

"Silly, women know what women want." Cris pulled out her credit strip and punched in a few things, then threw it aside. "Food is coming. Let's get down to the fun." She reached beneath Anna's robe and stroked her stomach, then ran her hands down her thighs and across her ass. Anna felt a throb in her pussy, and she arched her hips forward to rub against Cris' body. Cristobel was wearing her little cowboy outfit, but it was special-made and opened easily to Anna's seeking hands. In a few moments her midriff and thighs were bare, and Anna was caressing Cris' bare skin. They pressed their lips together in a heated kiss, twining their tongues against each other's. Cris moaned. "Elsie, I need you down there." 

She lay back on the bed, disposing of the rest of her clothes in an instant, baring her breasts and her curl-covered sex to Anna. She was touching herself, and her pussy looked wet already. "Elsie..."

Anna slid out of her robe and moved up next to Cris, leaning over and lowering her mouth to a nipple. She rolled the hard nub about beneath her tongue, enjoying Cris' contented noises and her sweet scent. "Elsie..." Cris sighed longingly. "Touch my pussy while you suck me."

Anna lowered one hand down to Cris' sex. Tentatively, she pushed her index finger into the tender depths. A loud moan from Cris told her that she must be doing something right, so she inserted another finger, also gently, smoothly moving them back and forth inside the channel. It grew wetter and easier to maneuver very fast.

"Elsie!" Cris keened. "I need your mouth on me, please, I'm getting close!"

Anna didn't say anything, just let go of the nipple and moved down between Cristobel's legs, facing her pussy. She didn't have time to look at it-in an instant, Cris had thrust her pussy forward against Anna's face, driving herself deeper onto the fingers still inside her. Anna decided not to waste any more time and pressed her lips to Cris' clit, sucking it firmly as she continued to thrust her fingers inside. Cris tasted beautiful...she rubbed her own legs together, enjoying the tingling sensation it sent through her body as she went down on Cris. The blonde girl was noisy, whimpering and moaning and sighing her pleasure. "Elsie yes, fuck yes, oh, oh...fuck me with your mouth, right there, harder, harder, oh fuck, oh fuck!"

After a minute or so Cris wrapped her hands tight in Anna's long hair, yelping as she convulsed and came. Anna slowed down as Cris' grip on her relaxed, hoping most of her hair was still attached. Cris let out a deep sigh.

"That was just what I needed," she cooed. "Mmm, good job, Elsie. A little more practice and you'll be as good as Delphine was, and she could do some amazing things with her tongue, let me tell you. It was extra-long." She sat up. "But you didn't get off, did you baby?"

"Breakfast first," Anna replied, hearing her stomach growl. "We have lots of time for me later."

"I daresay someone will return the favor," Cris giggled, then got up and bounced over to the door. She opened it and picked up a tray. "We used to be able to make food right in our rooms, but Madame Ko disabled that function because half the time it messed up your order anyway, and there was a lot of waste. Now we order direct to the kitchen, and a bot brings the meal." She set the tray on the bed and uncovered eggs and ham, toast and apple butter. There was a carafe of bright green juice as well. "Dig in!"

Anna paused a moment, before taking her first few bites. "Thanks, Cris. You've been very good to me. You've really helped me with all of this."

"Baby..." Cris leaned in and kissed Anna on the mouth. "You've been helping yourself." 



Anna Ch. 06



For those of you who haven't read any of the earlier chapters, it's not a bad idea for plot's sake, but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Also, I have heard and obeyed-longer chapters, more mention of Varan. Thanks for the feedback, I love hearing from you.

***

Later that afternoon, Anna met with Harriman. He swanned over to her, silvery and sultry. "Elsie, darling! Are you ready this time around?" He shook his finger teasingly. "No more distractions?"

Anna blushed. "No more distractions," she promised. "What did you have in mind?"

"I'm thinking we need to sex your act up a bit," Harriman replied. "Now that people have been introduced to you and know what you can do, we need to add a little spice. Almost all the Stars use some sort of apparatus as a sex toy, something to enhance their allure. Morgianna has the firepots, Cristi has the lasso, Justin bends about on a tiny table top...Victoria can do some amazing things with her harp, let me tell you. Your most familiar apparatus are obviously mining equipment, and everyone seemed favorably impressed by your rope work. You know how to move on the ropes. Now you need to learn how to dance on them." He had already set up three ropes at two foot intervals, maybe twenty feet long. "If you're feeling limber enough, my dear, I want you to climb up there. When you climb, though, think about doing it slowly, alluringly. Make it sexy. I'll play some music, and I want you to find the soul of the song and move to it."

"Harriman, I really don't know how to dance," Anna warned. "Gio showed me a few moves the other day, but it was nothing like what goes on with the ropes."

"There's no one way to dance!" Harriman exclaimed. "You can do it a million different ways! All I want is for it to be sexy. Find ways to support yourself and show some leg, do some bending, give us a little striptease. Move in time to the music. Make love to yourself on the ropes. No one else is here right now," he pointed out with a silvery smile. "And I'm a hologram, so there's no reason to be embarrassed. Just do what feels good, and we'll come up with specifics later." With a gesture, the music was on. It was slow and smooth with an easy beat, but still low and suggestive.

"Ok." Anna walked over to the ropes, rubbing her hands together. She wrapped one leg around the rope and started to climb.

"Sexy, darling, sexy!" Harriman encouraged her from below.

Anna slowed down. Sexy. Okay then... She started climbing again, only this time, she moved like a wave, undulating her body from top to bottom, coming to a stop and leaning back, rubbing her thighs suggestively against the rope as she moved up and down. She ran her free hand through her hair, which she had left partially down, then across her side and down to her thigh. Her face was flaming crimson, but Harriman didn't seem to notice her discomfort."

"Beautiful, darling!" He applauded up at her. "Try some transfers now."

Anna reached out her free hand towards the rope behind her, drawing it to her and around her body. Once she had it wrapped around her waist, she fell lightly back, unraveling it very slowly so her upper body slid lower than her hips. She kept one thigh around the other rope and arched her back, letting her hair fall beneath her. The feel of the rope sliding between her thighs was enough to remind her that she hadn't gotten off earlier in the day when Cris had, and as she moved she let the heel of her foot brush her pussy, just enough to make her tingle a bit.

Anna, while strong, could only stay on the ropes for about twenty minutes without tying a secure knot, so after a few more songs, she swayed back down the rope, trying to do it slowly, to hide the tremors in her arms and shoulders as she reached the ground again. She brushed her hair back and looked at Harriman. He had one hand on his chin. "Well?" she asked apprehensively.

"Elsie," he said slowly, "If I could bottle you and sell you, I'd make a million credits. You have a look that's so innocent, but so totally sexy at the same time. You have no idea how strong and beautiful you look up there. It made me hard, and I'm an AI, baby. That was very good. We'll work on it some more before Madame's next party, and believe me, you'll have more offers than you can handle. Now," he clapped his hands together, "On to the costume!"

***

It was a few days later when Cris decided to take Anna shopping. Anna was more than a little surprised. "I thought we never left the Star's complex," she said, surprised.

"What gave you that idea?" Cris laughed. "We don't go out to often, because everything we need is right here for the most part, but you're going to have an evening with Riory soon, and you'll have to have the right dress for that. He always takes Stars to his favorite restaurant to dine, and it's a swanky place. I know the best boutique for clothes, and you can certainly afford it right now."

"Well," Anna began slowly, "I was saving my money for a suit..."

"You'll have more money soon!" Cris chided her with a grin. "Besides, when are you going to use one of those now? But you do need a dress. Let me ask some of the others if they want to come with, we can make it a party!" She dashed off.

Anna's experiences in Ceyla City had been mostly bad ones when she was on her own, and she didn't really want to go back out and be a part of it, but she didn't want to disappoint Cris either. She quickly changed into a pair of loose pants and a long, snug tunic that seemed to be in style here, and tied her hair up into a bun. In a few minutes Cris was back, and she was beaming. 

"Okay, it's going to be you, me, Justinian, Ramsey and Nadia. Have you met Nadia yet? She does a water act, it's so totally weird, but a lot of people go for it. She and Delphine were really good friends when she was still here. A few things you should know for when we go out, Elsie. No liaisons with anyone who hasn't paid, Madame gets really mad about that. If someone makes an offer while you're out, they have to contact Madame and put it through as an official contract. No drugs, and no getting blasted. That's pretty much it. We come back here in time to sleep." She grinned. "All the good stores are closed then anyway." Cris threw a chunky red crystal necklace on and stared critically at her appearance for a moment, then nodded. "Good enough."

Anna personally thought she was bright enough to be a real star, with all the glitz she was wearing. She didn't say it, but Cris took in her expression. "I know it's a little over the top, but a lot of this stuff is presents from clients. If they see me out and about wearing something they gave me, it makes them more likely to take another contract. Plus, I like sparkly things. You look very nice," she said encouragingly. "Like a canvas waiting to be painted. I want to dress you all up!"

"I like it a little simpler," Anna explained.

"To each their own, Elsie." Cris leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. "Let's go! There should be a flyer ready out front."

There was a flyer, and the other Stars were already inside of it. Anna and Cris climbed in and they were off. Anna had met Ramsey before briefly. He was tall and broad, and took up one side of the flyer nearly all himself. His skin was dark, his shining navy hair short and tightly curled. He wore a white suit with a ruffled black silk cravat. Cris took one look at him and burst out laughing. "You look like a pimp, Ramsey!"

"Just enhancing my image," he said modestly. Even mostly covered, his gigantic muscles were still obvious. 

"As if it needs enhancement." The slender woman sitting next to him smiled. This was Nadia, Anna surmised. She had long black hair and very pale skin. Her pupils were so large as to block out her irises, and both her lips and nails were slightly blue-tinged. She held out a hand to Anna. "So nice to finally see you, Elsiane. I've been gone for the past week on contract, and we didn't get a chance to meet before."

"It's nice to meet you as well." Anna smiled and shook her hand. Nadia wore a long-sleeved aquamarine dress, transparent around her arms, midsection and legs. The opaque sections shimmered slightly in the light, drawing the eyes to her rounded breasts and smooth thighs. It looked like it had been made for her. Probably had, Anna decided.

Justinian was the last member of their little party, and he looked like he was about to go on stage, dressed in tight fawn colored leather pants and a voluminous white dress shirt. All that coupled with his dark hair and bronzed skin, and Anna could see why Cris had fallen in love with him. 

Now where did that idea come from? she asked herself, but there wasn't much time to think about an answer. Cris was running her mouth at a mile a minute, lavishing her attention about and generally running the conversation. Anna was content to sit and look out the window, watching some of Ceyla go by.

Most of Ceyla City was dedicated to living space. There was a central section of it that held the vast majority of commerce outside of space-related industries, and that was the Promenade. It was a mile-long strip with walking space only, and held all the boutiques, restaurants and some specialty occupations, such as the medical offices where the wealthy had their modifications and anti-aging treatments done. The flyer stopped at the sun-side end of the Promenade, and they all exited the vehicle.

There were a lot of people here, more people than Anna had been around in a long time. She had grown up in near-isolation and didn't feel comfortable in crowds. People made way for someone as big as Ramsey, though, and she followed in his wake, trying not to remember the last time she had been down here, swallowing her pride and begging.

Fortunately the boutique Cristobel had in mind wasn't far along the Promenade, and it was a vast relief for Anna to be out of the bustling, noisy crowd outside. Ramsey heard her sigh. He looked over at her and, completely deadpan, winked. Anna had to smile. "Now you get to see Cris in her element," he murmured to her.

"She's always in her element," Anna replied softly.

"Don't let her talk you into something you won't wear," he advised.

"I'll try not too."

Cris was already viewing the computer screen, scanning through garments by the hundreds as she put in her specifications. It was an efficient system. You told it what you had in mind, and the computer pulled up the pictures of outfits the boutique carried that were similar to your request. "What are you looking for, Elsie?" she called out. "How about something with sequins?"

"Go stop her, quick," Ramsey urged. Anna moved over to the neighboring terminal. 

"It's okay, Cris, I can look." She smiled. "I promise you can help me narrow it down when I find some things I like."

Cris frowned pertly. "But Elsie..."

"Help me instead, Cristi." Justinian stepped up next to her. "I need something to go with my lavender table." Her feelings assuaged, Cris turned to her task and Elsie looked back at the screen. Unfortunately, she really didn't have any idea what she needed. A dinner dress? She stood and stared at the screen, feeling a little lost.

"Who are you going to dine with?" Nadia asked softly, sliding up next to her. She had a way of moving that made it look like she was gliding, completely effortless.

"Riory Mileon."

"Ah, Riory! He's a lovely partner, very interested. He's always eager to try something new." Nadia smiled with a memory. "He was willing to climb into my tank last time, and we had quite a bit of fun then. Riory likes everyone to be themselves, to be different. What sorts of fabrics appeal to you?"

"Well...the nicest thing I ever owned was silk. Real silk, not synthetic," Anna admitted. She saw the screen shift slightly as it took in the information. 

"Silk then. And what color..." Nadia touched her mass of auburn hair. "Nothing too loud, not with hair like this. It's your crown, and no dress should outshine it. Blues would complement you, and tans, browns, soft and earthy colors. Even something dark would be alright, as long as it was done with class. I know. Metallic colors would be just the thing. Maybe a copper, or a bronze."

"Let's look at copper," Anna suggested, and the screen moved again, narrowing the choices. There were still too many to display.

"Now think about your best physical attributes." Nadia smiled. "What do you want to display, and what are you comfortable with showing off? You're a climber, I'm sure you have beautiful shoulders."

Anna had never even owned a dress before, much less one that was off the shoulders. "I'd think it would fall down."

"Most won't, but for your peace of mind, something that fastens around the neck," Nadia suggested. "You don't have much jewelry, so this will excuse you from wearing a necklace."

Anna liked it, and relayed the information. Now pictures appeared on the screen. There were dresses with high waists, slim lines, semi-transparent, sparkling, puffy skirts, bows and bells and more. She quickly eliminated all the ones with sequins and bows, and the transparent ones as well. Nadia suggested she wear something close to her body, to display her figure, so Anna took out the puffy skirts as well. This left only two dresses, and a quiet saleswoman who had been standing by told her she would have them brought out in her size in a minute. Anna turned to Nadia with a grateful smile. "Thank you," she said sincerely. "I've never done much buying for myself."

"My pleasure, Elsiane." Nadia touched her shoulder. "I never force my help on anyone, but always feel free to ask. I've been a Star for seven years now, and I know my way around our world fairly well." She smiled. "I'm the oldest next to Giovanni."

"Thank you," Anna repeated. "I will ask."

The woman brought out the two dresses, and now Anna had Cris' attention. "Ooh, pretty!" 

"I'll go try them on."

"Let me see them when you're done! And we have to hurry, the boys want to eat already." She rolled her eyes.

The saleswoman led Anna to a large room with a full-angle mirror, a couch and a table with a bowl of tangerines and a glass of sparkling water. "Let me know if you need anything," she said before leaving.

Anna took the first dress off the hanger and tried it on. It was lovely and felt good on her skin, but the neckline dived very low, and there were ruffles along the bottom that she wasn't thrilled with. The second dress felt just as good, but the lines were simple, and the v-neck showed only a hint of cleavage instead of the whole breast. "Cris, come in here," she called out.

Cris came in, took one look and whistled. "Nice! It makes you look really tall! Nadia, Justin, come look!"

They did come, and Ramsey came with them. They all expressed their admiration, and in some cases more than that. Anna blushed. "This is it, then." She sighed. "Good, I'm already done with this."

"But Elsie!" Cris exclaimed. "Now you need shoes!"

***

It was another few hours before they got to Pennyman's, the restaurant where Cris wanted to have lunch. Everyone had ended up buying something, which made Anna feel a little better, like she wasn't holding the whole group up. The dress, shoes and two copper chopsticks for her hair had cost over five hundred credits, more than a sixth of her entire budget. She had paled at the price, but none of the others seemed to find it unusual. Pennyman's was a very trendy, popular bistro. They were given a table and air-cushioned chairs by the windows, so they could look out at the people moving below them. They ordered, drinks were brought, and they relaxed and began to talk some about their schedules, passing advice and tricks. Their table attracted quite a bit of attention, since some of them were instantly recognizable. They kept their voices low. It wouldn't do to be heard talking about a client by someone outside their circle.

"I'm off to Ravala in another day or so," Justinian said as he sipped a Serian Bloodlust, a dark purple drink that smoked slightly. "One of my clients is hosting a party, and she wants me there for entertainment. I'll be gone about a week."

"Justin!" Cris pouted. "I thought we would have some time to play."

"We'll have to pack our playtime in over the next few days." He smiled at her, pulling her into a loose embrace. "Just don't exhaust me."

"Sounds like a challenge." Cris giggled. "I don't have another contract until the day after you leave, but then I'm gone for a week as well. Touring Atlantis." She rolled her eyes. "Like I haven't seen that ice ball a dozen times already. It is a pretty moon, though, all those crystal castles."

"I'm actually leaving tonight for a rendezvous," Nadia said, stretching slightly. "Just a single night. One of my regulars just installed a pool, he wants to see me in it." She smiled. "And more, probably. It's my enhancement, you know," she explained to Anna. "I have modifications that let me breathe underwater. The gills are behind my ears. I also have webbed toes, and my body is completely hairless except for this." She touched her dark hair. "It's a fun way to display."

"I'm off for a while." Ramsey shrugged, sipping a gin and tonic. "I'll be modeling in a week, so I don't mind the down time."

Anna didn't say anything. She was looking out the window, and suddenly a person walked by that made her do a double take. It couldn't be...could it? Stefen Melander? He was the son of the other couple they had mined on Koreo 12 with. The Melanders were good people, nearly family to Anna, and Stefen...could it really be him? The man had already passed by. She got up quickly, muttered something about being right back, and took off outside. Could it possibly be? Anna ran in the direction she had seen the man heading, not quite bold enough to call out his name. He was nowhere to be seen. She searched for a few more fruitless minutes, then turned back towards the restaurant, disheartened and embarrassed. Of course it wasn't Stefen. Stefen was dead. Head down, she pushed her way back to Pennyman's and inside.

***

Varan saw the woman run by him, and an instant later identified her by her bright auburn hair. Elsiane. The woman he had been dreaming about for the past four days had suddenly appeared in front of him. Only instead of running towards him she was running away, apparently looking for someone. He watched her from a distance, hidden beneath the awning of a building. She seemed distressed, confused. He wanted to go over to her, to do something to help her, but what could he say? By this time she was certainly more experienced, judging from the reputation of the Stars. Their contract was over, and she was most likely glad of it. There was nothing witty or engaging he could say, nothing touching he could bring up about their time together. Would he mention how he had practically raped her? How he had treated her coldly at the end, making her a stranger again? 

That night after he had taken her back, Varan had sat in the red room for hours, drunk and depressed, fingering his old blades and a cutting laser in a way that scared his conscious self. The next day he had sworn he would never see her again. She was too much of a detriment to his lifestyle. Now, through coincidence, she was before him. He watched her stop for a moment, looking unhappy, before turning back to the restaurant she had left and making her way back inside. She moved so smoothly, she looked so beautiful, sad though she seemed. For a moment she was across from him, then she was past him, then she was gone. He saw her rejoin a group of Stars sitting in the window, smile and shake her head as if to say "Nothing, no one." He watched her go, and felt the pain that accompanied it. Scowling angrily at his weakness, he turned and walked away, ignoring the small part of himself that screamed 'go to her!'




Anna Ch. 06



I was well pleased that I had got to fuck Anna and Rachel. I wasn't too bothered about the threesome aspect but for different reasons both women had been extremely satisfying. Fucking Rachel had been a long-standing fantasy. The first fuck with Rachel had been a disappointment but the second was everything it should have been. Fucking Anna again after she had long since told me we were finished was a real bonus. Out of the two, I enjoyed Anna the most and this latest romp had only served to remind me how good we were together. 

Over the next couple of days I spent a lot of time thinking about both of them. I wanted to start up a regular thing with Anna again because I missed her and she still turned me on like no one I knew. I also had a strong desire to try it on with Rachel again. We had fucked twice. The first time was poor but the second time, although better, was with Anna there as well. The truth is, I enjoyed just being with one woman at a time. Any more than two was a crowd for me. I wanted Rachel alone for a proper session. My confidence was sky high but not so high that I could just go round and assume they would give me what I wanted. I knew Anna was back with her husband so that would complicate things. Rachel was a different can of worms altogether. The build up to our two fucks had been quite uncomfortable and made me feel clumsy. I suspected if I went round to see her, things would be just the same despite what we had done. I spent too much time thinking about things and not enough time being bold and just going out getting what I wanted.

On the way home from my bar job about a week later, I was nearly home and walking down an alley that backed onto Anna's garden. There was a tree I used to climb when I was younger to get into Anna's garden when I used to play with her son, James. I decided to climb it and have a look, not expecting to see anything really. From about 15 feet in the tree I could see right into the garden and into the windows of Anna's house. She was sat alone in the living room with the curtains open but the light off. The TV was the only light in the room. Anna was sitting on a sofa chair in her robe with her hair in a towel. When I had fucked her with Rachel, she had said how much she missed my cock and asked why I hadn't been round to see her. Was this my chance? I was just about to make my move and approach the house when I heard voices and footsteps in the alley. I kept still. It was Anna's husband, Ken with a friend of his. They had been out drinking and were on their way home. Ken was talking about how he was going to try his luck when he got home and his friend was laughing.

I sat and watched. My eyes were fixed on Anna in her living room. Within a couple of minutes Ken walked in. I couldn't hear anything but they were talking. She hardly moved and he just stood between her and the TV as they spoke. Then he made his move. He dropped to his knees and walked on them to get closer to Anna. I had a perfect view and was hoping they were going to put on a show for me. I didn't know whether to be excited or jealous but I couldn't stop watching. 

Ken slowly parted Anna's knees and opened her legs. He ran both hands up her thighs lifting the material of her robe as he moved in closer between her legs. Then he opened the robe fully and began kissing her body and tits. Anna didn't respond at first but allowed him to carry on without really showing any sign of encouragement or rejection. Then she began to shuffle her body and lay back more in the large sofa chair. Her pussy was exposed and pressed against Ken's stomach while he worked on her tits with drunken kisses. After a while he started to undress without stopping the kissing on her tits. I couldn't see that well because of the light but enough to make out he was naked and stroking himself. From what I could see he was struggling to get a hard on. The same could not be said for myself and I was rock hard sitting there in the tree overlooking the garden. He pulled her wrist so her hand was on his limp cock. Anna didn't appear too eager but stroked it half-heartedly without any obvious effect on his state of hardness. Ken started to speak to her and she shook her head. He stood up giving her the perfect chance to suck him to hardness but again she shook her head and started to push him away. The poor man was not up to the job and Anna was unwilling to suck him into action. After a little more pathetic fumbling he left the room leaving Anna lying slouched in the chair, her robe open and naked body lit up by the white glow from the TV.

All I could think of was fucking her. I wanted to jump out of the tree, walk up to the window, tap on it, ask her to let me in and then have my way with her. As always I spent too much time thinking. What if I startled her? What if she was angry I had been spying? Did she mean it when she asked me why I hadn't been round to see her? This was a perfect opportunity. She was naked and her husband had probably passed out drunk upstairs.

BEEP BEEP. I was startled by my mobile receiving a text message. Who the fuck is that? I thought to myself. It was my mother checking I was all right and why wasn't I home from my bar job yet. My reply explained that I would be a little while longer. As I held the phone, I started to think. I could text Anna. Better still, I could call her. I opted for the text option. I sent her a one word message. "Boo" 

Watching through the window, I saw Anna reach down to her phone that was on the floor beside the chair. She pressed the buttons on the phone and read the message. Then she started pressing again. I was going to get a reply....... "Boo back. What are you doing" I couldn't be bothered sending another text so I just called. I could watch her and speak to her. She had covered herself but was still in full view lit up by the flickering white light of the TV. She talked in a semi whisper explaining that Ken was asleep upstairs. Anna asked me where I was and I lied saying I was sat in my own garden. She was being quite flirtatious so I told her how I couldn't stop thinking about how we had fucked again. Her whispers continued as she went into more detail about how she thought she would never fuck me again but seeing me with Rachel reminded her what she had been missing. I asked if she meant what she said about wanting me to come round to fuck her.

"Do you want me to? Have you missed me?" I asked.

Her answer was music to my ears, "I didn't realise how much until I saw your lovely cock again. Rachel was really enjoying it and everything from last year came back to me. I just had to have you again. Did you enjoy fucking Rachel?"

"Not as much as I enjoy you. All the time I was with her I was thinking about fucking you. That's why I climbed off her and jumped on you Anna." My voice was also whispered as I sat in the tree talking sex with her. "It was so good to slip inside you again."

Anna continued to flirt, "I loved it that you stopped fucking her for me. It felt so good to take you away from her. You are my fuck buddy, she can borrow you once but you are mine to keep."

"When do you want me again then?" I asked. Her hand moved between her legs as we spoke. She was playing with herself.

"I want you right now but it will have to be in the morning. I'm going out with Rachel at 11 so come round at 10. It will be nice to catch up." Anna was still whispering as she proposed arrangements for our next get together.

"I want you now," I demanded.

"No chance, Ken's upstairs," she said with a playful giggle.

"I'm bringing my hard cock round now. Meet me by your back door in 5 minutes." I immediately ended the call and watched. Anna sat up as soon as she realised I had rung off. She stood and fastened her robe before walking over to the window and looking out into the dark garden. I could see her but she couldn't see me. After standing for a moment at the window, Anna turned and walked over to the TV and turned it off. The room was plunged into darkness and I could no longer see her. After waiting in the tree for a couple more minutes, the time came to make my move. I climbed down the tree into the garden and walked in the shadows along the edge of the lawn until I reached the house. Tracing the wall with careful footsteps, I made my way to the back door and stooped. My breathing was slow as a crept up to the door. It was impossible to see if Anna was there or not so I took a gamble and knocked lightly three times. Then I waited. Nothing happened for a moment and then the handle moved and the door opened.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" whispered Anna in a panicked tone.

"Let me in," I said pushing the door open and stepping inside. At last we were together. My cock started to swell again. I was unsure how she was going to react but I was soon reassured when she smiled and started to flirt a little. She insisted I had to leave and said to come round in the morning at 10. I said that it was impossible to wait that long and I need a little something to keep me going. She pecked me on the cheek playfully and told me to fuck off in a friendly sort of way, spinning me round at the same time. All I did was turn and move towards her saying I needed a little more to keep me going. The room that the back door opened out of was a utility room with washing machine and tumble dryer. Soon, Anna was backed up against the washing machine and had nowhere to go as I approached slowly. She was smiling and telling me to stop at the same time. All I could think of was taking her right there. 

"Don't you want me? You complained I never came round! Well here I am. Here is my cock!" I said the words as I started to open my trousers and flop out my semi hard cock. It swung out beautifully. I have never thought of myself as huge but at that moment it didn't let me down. It was maximum size without being hard and I felt really proud of it. Anna stared saying no.

"No way. No fucking way. Not here," she protested but in a unconvincing way. "Put it away," she said grabbing it and trying to put it back in my trousers. I stood there as she fumbled using both hands. It was no use. My cock just got harder and Anna gave up trying to fumble it back into my trousers. Instead she gave it a couple of strokes.

"You do have a wonderful cock.......such a shame to let a lovely hard-on like that go to waste!" Without any further words Anna dropped to her knees and slipped her lips over my cock and took me fully into her mouth. I stifled a groan as she started to work my shaft and deep throat the head of my cock. Her head thrust into my groin as she took as much cock in her mouth as she could manage. Fast at first but then slowing down and tying to relax her throat to prevent a gagging reflex. After several attempts she got used to the head of my cock in her throat and was able to take me fully. I just swelled even more and got harder. It felt so good.

"You really love to suck cock don't you?" I asked, getting a real kick out of knowing she had refused to suck her husband off about 20 minutes earlier.

"Mmmmmm....only yours" she mumbled with her mouth full.

"Turn round, I want to fuck you." I suggested.

Anna needed no persuading. She quickly stood up and turned round. I wrapped my hands around her and stood close behind her pulling at her robe. Her tits fell out of the front as the whole thing came open. My hands grabbed each tit as my hard cock pressed between her legs. The material of the robe was in the way but Anna reached between her legs to find my cock and guide it towards her pussy. I slipped into her with almost no effort. I was planning to give her a really hard fucking but for some reason it didn't work out that way. Instead I just slowly performed long strokes in and out of her as she braced herself against the washing machine. Soon, I had stopped moving and it was Anna who slowly backed her soaking pussy onto my cock. We both made soft moans as this slow motion fuck continued for several minutes. 

I was lifting the robe up to hardly see my cock in the darkness as it entered her from behind. Her juices flowed and she moaned lightly with every thrust. I could slow down even more to control the timing of her moans and we were in complete harmony as she drifted into a world of her own. Slowly but surely my orgasm built and I did nothing to control it. Instead I just stroked in and out of her as slowly as possible until my cum exploded gently into her. She didn't move but just savoured the moment of my hard cock softening and slipping out of her. 

Without realising it we were both out of breath in a light sort of way. Slow heavy pants were all we could manage and words just failed to come from our mouths. Anna turned to look at me. I was pulling up my trousers and she was straightening the robe. She walked over to the door to open it and I left without a single word. We both knew I would be back in the morning.

At home that night I thought about Rachel. Anna had described how she loved it when I stopped fucking Rachel so I could fuck Anna instead. This intrigued me a little. There was clearly some jealousy at work that I decided to explore the next morning. The fact that I had stopped fucking Rachel was playing on my mind. I sort of felt that I hadn't properly done the deed with Rachel and there was some unfinished business. I also realised instinctively that I had found a weak spot of Anna's.

The next morning was really cool. I called round dead on 10 and we chatted in the kitchen drinking coffee for about half an hour. There was a mass of sexual tension between us as we talked but neither of us was in any rush to fuck. We talked about the previous evening and how risky we had been. Anna also explained what a terrible hangover Ken had when he left for work. After a long silence where we both just looked at each other, we suddenly started to smile.

"What?" I asked.

"C'mon" she said taking my hand and walking me out of the room. "I need a quick fuck before my badminton with Rachel." She led me upstairs with an assured confidence and into her bedroom. First she turned and pulled off my t-shirt and then she started to remove her skirt and top. Within seconds we were both naked and she fell onto the bed pulling me on top of her. With the softness of her legs wrapped round me, I slipped into her without even realising I had grown hard during our strip. We kissed and fucked and kissed and fucked. This was no porn fuck but just two people with their bodies pressed close enjoying the steady rhythm of a good screw. First Anna came and then I came soon after. We lay there with Anna fondling my cock.

"You have a lovely hard cock. I often think about it. I never stopped thinking about it over the last year. I thought I would never take it again but seeing you inside Rachel just changed everything. I knew it belonged in me and I just had to fuck you again." I loved listening to her speak as she stared at her hand, fondling me all the time.

"Fucking you again is all I wanted," I said.

"It didn't stop you calling in on Rachel though, did it? I knew you always wanted her!" There was jealousy in her voice.

"Rachel is beautiful and most men would want to fuck her but I would never climb off you for her. Only the other way round." My compliment was exactly what Anna wanted to hear. She lowered her mouth onto my cock and sucked off all her juices and what was left of my cum. I didn't need to cum again and she seemed to know that a couple of minutes with her sucking were enough. The blowjob finished and we just embraced on the bed. Her tits were large and I loved them pressing against me. I sucked on them a little and then we both stood up off the bed and got dressed. As we reached the bottom of the stairs, the door bell rang. It was Rachel.

Anna opened the door with a carefree openness of the cat that got the cream and wanted all the other cats to know it. 

"Look who's here!" said Rachel giving me a peck on the cheek and a hug. She paused as she worked out what had been going on. A smile crossed her face as the penny dropped. "Have you got any energy left for badminton Anna?" she asked with a mock tone of concern.

"Oh yes!" said Anna sounding pleased with herself. Her voice seemed alive in a sort of "I've just fucked him and you haven't" kind of way. I left them as they were getting into Anna's car. Rachel wound the window down and said how nice it was to see me and I should call round sometime. I smiled and walked off.

I reflected on the events of the morning and realised there was a little healthy competition building up between them. I had a few options. I could try to play them both, stick to Anna or go for Rachel. The third option was a non starter as I didn't want to give up Anna so I was torn between concentrating on Anna and playing things straight with her or seeing a little of Rachel at the same time. I knew it would destroy things between me and Anna if she ever found out I was up to things behind her back with her best friend. It's all a little hypocritical for a married woman to think like that but those are the cards I had been dealt.

Then I thought about the two of them playing badminton. Would they have a sauna afterwards? I decided they probably would and it would be great to "accidentally" drop in on the two of them again. I didn't need another fucking but I was interested to see how things might pan out and could develop the competitive nature in them both a little. So that was it. I went home to collect some other clothes and made my way over to the health club. As I stripped in the changing room and wrapped a towel around my waist, I still hadn't decided how to play things with these two wonderful women.

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Anna Ch. 06



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They were meeting at Serenity, one of the finest, most upscale restaurants in Ceyla City. Anna had dressed up, feeling nervous, a little uncertain about what was going to happen. Everyone said that Riory Mileon was a fun patron, easy to please, charming, interested. He was also extremely wealthy and sophisticated, someone well outside of her social class growing up. Varan...she had met people like him before, even though no one had matched his intensity. He was real. People like Riory had been well out of her league.

She had mentioned this to Cristobel earlier in the day. Cris had told her to relax. "That's the beautiful thing about Riory," she had grinned. "He's a man who loves variety. Everything is new to him. He doesn't care where you come from, he just cares about finding out who you are. He loves surprises, differences. You'll be fine, trust me."

Anna did trust Cris, but that didn't make her comfortable. She smoothed her new dress against her body, trying to remove any wrinkles in the coppery silk. After some consideration, she left her hair simple, tying it up in a knot and adding the copper chopsticks to her hair to hold everything in place. She left a few shorter strands of hair down next to her face. She had just bathed, and they were curling slightly from the moisture. She put the shoes on last. They were copper colored as well, elaborately beaded but flat. Cris had tried talking her into heels, but Anna had never walked in them before, and the last thing she wanted was to fall on her face in front of her patron. Riory was only her second client, and she wanted things to go well with him.

Anna left her room, tucking the credit strip that seemed to do everything for her into an innocuous inside pocket. She slowly walked to Madame Ko's office, enjoying being alone for a time, marshalling her thoughts. At least, she reflected, she had quite a bit more experience with the physical aspects of being a Star now. That was comforting. And satiating. She smiled to herself, replaying in her mind some of her sexual encounters over the past few days. They had been very satisfying. There was more to being a Star than sexual prowess, though. You were a companion, a conversationalist, for some a friend. She had managed some of that with Varan. Anna wondered what she would manage with Mr. Mileon.

She stopped outside Madame Ko's door, preparing to knock, but it slid open for her before she touched it. "Enter." Anna entered, and the door slid shut behind her. The Madame was sitting behind her desk, dressed in a high-collared gold dress slit up to her hip on one side. She was wearing heels, so tall and pointy that Anna wondered how she could possibly balance when standing. Her face, as ever, was imperturbable. She was beautiful the way a statue was beautiful, or an ice crystal. Perfect, but cold, untouchable. Anna repressed a shiver. "I'm ready."

"You look very nice, Elsiane." Madame Ko coolly complemented her. "That dress is an appropriate choice for your assets."

"Thank you. Is a car waiting?" That was how Anna had gotten around the other day.

"Mr. Mileon has sent his personal flyer for you," she replied. "It's out front now. He has contracted your services until center hour tomorrow. After you dine, you'll be going to one of his homes here in Ceyla City. He should be returning you here tomorrow. If you aren't back by center hour, I will try to contact you. If you don't reply within an hour, I'll come after you. Do you have any questions?"

"No, Madame."

"Then you should get going. Enjoy yourself, Elsiane."

"I'm sure I will."

Madame Ko looked away, clearly indicating that their conversation had ended. Anna turned and left, made her way out front into the artificial environment. The sky was space black, the street before her bathed with the harsh light of a million neon bulbs. A long, luxurious flyer was in front of the building. A man dressed in a pale blue tuxedo stood by, opening the door for her as she approached. "Mr. Mileon asks that you help yourself to anything inside."

"Thank you," she said, easing into the flyer. The seats were real leather, and a computer on one wall bid her hello and asked what sort of refreshment she would care for. "Um...just water."

A console beneath the computer opened and a thin, elegant glass tube appeared there. Anna took it and sipped the contents. It was water, pure and cold. She had a few more sips, aware that the water was cold but the glass she held was warming her hands. Interesting materials. It wasn't long before the flyer pulled up in front of the Serenity, a palace of glittering crystal, oozing with money and elegance. The driver opened her door and immediately she was surrounded with the scents of the tropics, sweet fruit smells and earthy plants. She must have looked confused, because the driver smiled and said, "It's their organic night tonight. Sometimes the theme is artificial, sometimes robotic, sometimes snow and ice. They even did an underwater night a few weeks ago. You'll see when you get inside. Just mention Mr. Mileon's name to the hostess."

"I will. Thanks for the help."

"My pleasure, miss." He stood back and Anna turned and walked up to the front doors, which opened automatically. Inside was totally different from the appearance. Plants were everywhere, bedecked with the huge blossoms of brightly flowering buds. The ceiling looked like the canopy of a forest, and the floor felt slightly spongy, like grass under the feet. Anna had only been in a forest once before, and it had been nothing like this. She stared about in wonder, absorbing the scents and the sounds. A young woman wrapped in a dark green sarong stepped over to her, smiling. 

"How can we help you tonight, Miss?"

"I'm meeting Mr. Mileon," Anna replied.

"Ah, you must be Elsiane! Forgive me for not recognizing you sooner." She bowed a small, totally unnecessary apology. "Mr. Mileon told us to expect you. He has the private dining room in the Spire. Allow me to escort you there." Gesturing slightly, the woman led her to a glass elevator. They both entered it, and the hostess pressed the highest button. "We have a set menu tonight, but Mr. Mileon gets whatever he wants, so let me know if you would prefer something other than what is listed," she said. The elevator stopped, and the door opened. Anna felt her pulse racing, and she worked to control it. 

The hostess led the way out of the elevator, and Anna followed her into a good-sized room, totally transparent-floors, walls and ceiling. There was none of the decoration up here that bedecked the first floor, although the sweet scent remained. Riory was there as well, sitting at a low table. He stood up when he saw her and walked over, all smiles. He was dressed similarly to when she had last seen him, in a black suit that perfectly matched the color of his short hair, except for the two slender streaks of gray at the temples. The buttons looked to be emeralds this time, set in platinum. He wore a matching ring on his right index finger. "Elsiane!" He placed a friendly hand on her lower back and pressed a light kiss to her cheek. "You look fantastic. Thank you for helping her find her way, Mira."

"My pleasure." The hostess bowed. "Let me know if I can be of service, sir."

"I will. Come, sit, Elsiane. Get off those feet." He glanced down. "Although actually, those shoes look pretty comfortable."

"They are," Anna replied. The hostess disappeared down the elevator, and she was left alone with Riory. He was extremely accommodating, working to put her at ease, asking about the ride over and complementing her on her appearance again. Anna noticed the way his eyes lingered on her shoulders and back, both of which were bare. They sat down together at the table.

"What would you care to drink tonight?" Riory asked with a smile. "They have every wine imaginable, and a wonderful selection of liquors."

"You'd better choose, then. I have very little experience with wines," Anna confessed.

"We'll look together," he compromised. "Tell me if you see something that sounds interesting." They looked quietly together at the menu for a moment before Anna chuckled.

"What?" Riory asked.

"They really make a Screaming Ecstatic Deep Blue Orgasm?" she asked.

"It's the closest some people get to the real thing, dear." Riory grinned. "They come in Blood Red and Frenzied Pink as well."

"That's hilarious!" She chuckled again. "I could see Cris drinking something like that."

"So could I. In fact, I think she might have had one the last time I brought her here. She went with the pink."

"I think I'll have to pass on that." She kept looking. "Cosmic Enlightenment. Dark Thunderbelly. Frighteningly Fantastic Futuristic Fanfare. Who comes up with these names?"

"Either it was an absurdist humorist or someone on angel dust," Riory replied. "Does anything appeal?"

"Everything does, in a way. It's all new to me."

"You like to experience new things?"

"I do. I haven't been doing much else lately."

Riory smiled to see her faint blush. "Why don't we start with something fairly mild? Rainbow Starscape is a good wine, and very fun to look at." He punched in the order on the table surface, then sat back a bit, looking at her. "So tell me about yourself, Elsiane. Elsiane...do you have any nicknames you go by?"

"A lot of people call me Elsie."

"I will as well, then. You're a very good shooter, you know. I was quite impressed the other night."

"Thank you." Anna relaxed a bit. "So are you."

"I've done my share." He shrugged. "Most of the gems I mine come from planet surfaces, though, not asteroids." He looked a little closer. "You aren't wearing any jewelry, I notice."

"I don't own any."

"We'll see what we can do to remedy that, my dear. I was impressed by your rope work as well. You've never worked as an acrobat before?"

"No. The ropes were my playground when I was little. It made my mother worry sometimes, but I never had any serious accidents."

"No vertigo?"

"Not at all." She looked through the floor at the crowds far below them. "I love the height."

"What else do you love?" His voice was comforting, inviting.

"Wide open spaces. Tiny cramped spaces. The color of space. The smell of a new planet." Anna sniffed deeply, and smiled. "I like the smell here. I've never seen flowers so large before."

"You don't get many rainforests near industrial mineral mines."

"Is that what this is modeled after? A rainforest?"

"It is. I own a gold mine on Paloalo in the middle of a place that looks and smells a lot like this."

"You must enjoy going there."

"I enjoy new experiences, like you do." Their drinks arrived, carried by the sweet-faced hostess, who left as quickly as she arrived. The Rainbow Starscape was a pale wine accented with tiny, brightly colored specks that changed colors in the light. Anna turned her glass under the lights, enjoying the display. Riory lifted his glass. "A toast. To new friends."

"To new friends." They clinked their glasses together and each took a sip. The wine was sweet and light, and seemed to bubble slightly on her tongue. "It's wonderful!"

"I'm glad you like it." 

He seemed delighted to be able to introduce her to novelties. The wine was only the beginning of a long and luxurious dinner. They went over the potential menu items together, and he ordered anything that she expressed interest in. There were meats from animals she had never heard of before, intensely exotic fruits, smells and textures and tastes that tantalized. They went through the bottle of Rainbow Starscape together, after which Anna was experiencing a warm, thorough glow. The alcohol lifted some of her inhibitions, and she got a bit more playful, taking off her shoes and relaxing in the plush chairs, enjoying looking down on the crowds below. "This is what it looked like from up on the ropes. Minus the trees and flowers," she laughed. "Mostly bare rock, and people looking like ants down below."

"Except you never climbed a rope in anything like that." Riory gestured to her copper gown. His jacket was open, and he had an easy smile on his face.

"Not in a dress, but I've climbed barefoot before." Anna wriggled her toes. "It took some getting used to, but it was a lot of fun. You can do tricks with your feet bare that aren't possible with boots on."

"What sort of tricks?" he asked languidly, looking her over.

"For one thing, you get a better grip." Not sure exactly what mood had taken her, Anna reached out with one bare foot and grabbed one end of Riory's jacket with her toes. She had long, flexible toes, and the fine fabric was easy to grip. Moving closer, her skirt climbing a little up her calves, she used her other foot to pull him in closer to her, using her feet like hands. "Like this," she offered.

Riory was smiling, and color was rising in his face as he drew closer to her. They had shared small caresses over the course of the meal, and it had been enough to tantalize him. Now they were close, and she was moving in new ways, drawing him in. "What else can you do with them, Elsie?" he asked in a low, throaty voice.

Something moved Anna to coyness, a state she rarely found herself in even now. Sliding one foot up his arm, she clenched her slender toes around his collar and pulled his jacket slowly down his shoulder. Her skirt slid higher, revealing her smooth white thighs. Riory reached out a hand and slid it along her leg, his fingers finally finding her foot. She had beautiful feet, with high arches and slender, delicate ankles. They intrigued him, but more than that right now he felt the urge to pull her in close to him, to get more intimate. Reaching out, he pressed a small button beneath their table that signaled his desire to be left alone. "Do those toes undo buttons?" he asked, kissing her ankle.

Anna shivered with pleasure. She could feel the desire in her rising easily, buoyed by the wine and his friendly nature, his gentle hands. "They might be able to," she murmured. "It could take some time."

"I'm not sure I can wait." Riory closed the distance between them fast, wrapping her exploratory leg around his waist. Pressed in close, she could feel him hardening against her thigh. "Have you ever watched other people while making love?" he whispered in her ear.

Surprisingly so far, Anna hadn't, and she intimated as much. As a child living much of her life on a small ship with her parents, she had often heard them having sex, but she had never seen it. And she certainly hadn't had sex in front of an audience before.

Riory was unbuttoning his shirt fast, not removing it completely but pushing it aside to bare his chest. He pressed a kiss to Anna's lips, then turned her over her chair so she was looking down on the people below them, facing away from him. Unlike when Varan took her in a similar position, there was nothing violent about this encounter. Riory unfastened the back of her dress, baring her strong back and revealing a gorgeous round ass. He ran his hands all over the back of her body, smoothing them over her skin, admiring the curve of her shoulders, the power of her form that was contained by her sweet submission to his desire, and hers. Anna looked out over the crowds below them, unseen but seeing. People moved, brightly colored points of light and life below her. They looked like the jewels that Riory wore, only they were alive, and gazing at them through the trees, it was almost as though she could feel their lively energy.

Not that she needed any more energy. The feel of Riory's hands was exciting, smooth but with ridges along the palms that spoke of old calluses. His hands weren't as hard as Varan's, but there was definitely nothing soft about the rest of his body. She felt his cock pressing against the thin fabric of her dress, his hands massaging her lower back. His hands were warm, and they heated more than just her skin. She arched her back, pressing her backside against his thighs. "Riory..."

"Elsie, darling." He pressed his hard manhood against her, enjoying the shiver it gave her. "Look at you," he marveled. "Like a living gem. Amber and alabaster." Slowly he reached one hand down to her feet and lifted the back of her copper dress up. Anna hadn't worn nylons, and her tiny thong was barely an impediment.

Anna kept her body relaxed, watching the people down below. She felt his fingers brush the outside of the thong, easily pushing it aside to find her pussy. He was gentle, but insistent. She heard a rustle of cloth and in moments felt his flesh pressed to her back, heard his breathing grow rapid as his cock touched her naked body. A wave of heat swept from her groin up to her face. "Riory, yes..." 

There was no way he could resist her, or prolong the anticipation any more. With a faint groan, Riory Mileon slid his throbbing cock into her waiting channel. He was an average size, but Anna reveled in the feeling as much as she would have if he had been bigger. With a happy sigh she clenched her internal muscles, holding him tightly, savoring that first thrust. The pressure was agonizingly pleasurable, and Riory groaned much louder now, gasping slightly before pulling back and thrusting in again. It didn't take long for him to find a rhythm, and Anna moved with him, sometimes closing her eyes, other times looking down at the people below, the glittering people, so far away.

It was their first time together, and the tension was so high that it didn't take long for either of them to orgasm. Riory began first, suddenly clenching her hips with his hands and plowing into her depths as he began to shoot his seed inside her. His sudden grabbing of her coupled with a swelling in his cock pushed Anna over the edge and she gasped, moaning as the pleasure flowed through her body. She lost sight of the people below her as light filled her vision, the glow of orgasm momentarily blurring her surroundings. 

She came back to herself after a few moments, breathing hard, with Riory still inside of her, bending over her, kissing her shoulders as he gently massaged her still-covered breasts. "You are delicious," he murmured. "A sweet delicacy." She felt his face crease in a grin against her back. "I have to get you home now or we won't make it there at all."

Slowly he pulled out of Anna, savoring the contact. She moved into his embrace and he kissed her on the lips, in a friendly, satisfied kind of way. "Beautiful girl," he murmured.

"Handsome boy," she replied with a smile.

"Let's get out of here, Elsie, I'm still hungry. This has only been an appetizer."

"Whatever you like." They cleaned themselves up quickly, Riory paid without even glancing at the bill, and he left the hostess a hundred credit tip. Then they were down the elevator, through the foyer and out the door in a matter of moments. Riory's flyer was waiting for them. He nodded at the driver in the blue tux. 

"Take us to the townhouse, Jake."

"As you wish, sir." The driver inclined his head. Riory handed Anna into the flyer, then followed himself.

"Thirsty?" he asked with a smile.

"Not at the moment." Anna replied. She had put her hair back up into a bun, though it was a rather messy bun. She watched the way he looked at her, felt his desire, and asked, "Is the townhouse close?"

"I have three homes here in Ceyla City, and the townhouse is the closest of them all, if not the biggest." His eyes never left her as he spoke. "It's pleasant, though, and I can't wait too long to have you."

"I would never make you wait," she whispered. With an unaccustomed boldness, Anna moved over next to him, curling one white arm around his shoulder. She wasn't trying to be coy, it wasn't really in her nature, but the grace and sincerity of the movement obviously appealed to him. Riory's breathing came faster, and his face regained its flush. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his cheek, then the bridge of his nose, then his earlobe. Her free hand lightly stroked his abdomen.




Anna Ch. 06



He brought her face to his, losing the little calm he had regained from before, kissing her as he looped one arm around her waist, pulling her onto his lap. Anna turned to straddle his lap, facing him, her skirt once more hiked around her waist. Riory bared one of her breasts and suckled even as he set his cock free again, and in moments he was back inside of her, shuddering as she rose and fell on him. Anna gasped as he sucked on her nipple, one hand pressing his face closer even as she quickened her pace, thrusting to a quick orgasm. The sight of her quivering on top of him must have done it, because Riory came again then, squeezing her waist and holding her down as he did. 

"God, Elsie..." he groaned, then chuckled. "You think I can survive a full night of you?"

"I'm sure you can," she laughed. "A morning too. Think of it."

"All I can think about right now is how good you feel," he replied, kissing her collarbone. Anna laughed again, a little self-consciously.

They were at his townhouse soon after the quick coupling. If Jake the driver had noticed anything while they were in the back, or their flushed faces and disarrayed clothes now, he didn't give any sign of it. Riory asked him to park the flyer, gave him fifty credits and bid him goodnight before escorting Anna inside.

The townhouse was beautiful, not as small as Varan's house, but not as large as Madame Ko's dormitory. It was decorated with bright, rich colors, maroon and turquoise royal purple. It worked on the same system as Varan's, with a series of spheres leading to different sections of the house, but within those sections were multiple rooms. Riory led her to his private chambers, which consisted of a large bedroom decorated in dark brown and gold, a study with chairs, a desk and a vid screen, and a sizeable bathroom with a Jacuzzi on a rise in the center of it. The lights were soft white, and the walls moved with pictures of sand blowing across the face of a desert beneath a pure blue sky.

"How charming," Anna murmured as her eyes took in the room, admiring its tasteful luxury and elegance. "It's beautiful in here, so relaxing."

"It's not the biggest, like I said, but it is certainly homey," he replied with a grin, tossing his evening coat into one of the chairs. "Shall we start with a bath?"

"Whatever you like," Anna replied. "I'm sure your Jacuzzi feels wonderful."

"Almost as wonderful as my company," Riory said, stroking her shoulder. He noticed a small blinking light on his desk and frowned. "Business message. Sorry, Elsie, I have to check that out. Go on in, I'll join you in a minute." He walked over to the desk and put on some earphones, then pressed the light.

Anna slipped out of her dress, folding it carefully over the back of a chair, tucked her shoes beneath it and walked over to the spa. It started filling the moment she touched the side, and the water was warm and foamy. She took the opportunity to thoroughly rinse herself, not wanting to be sticky. She stared at the moving pictures on the wall, watching the sand undulate like waves across the dunes. One of the planets she had worked in the Andromeda chain was a sandy world, different in some ways from the picture before her, but she remembered sand like waves. She smiled.

"What's amusing?" Riory asked as he slipped into the tub next to her, pulling her close and kissing the tip of her nose.

"Nothing really, I just like the picture. It feels comforting."

"That video was shot on Callanas. I own glassworks there."

"Do you have connections everywhere?"

"Just where I can make a profit," he chuckled. 

They had a short bath, cuddling but not going much further. After they rinsed and dried, Riory gallantly picked Anna up and carried her over to the bed, laying her down and standing over her so her could look at her. "You really are perfectly formed," he said appreciatively. "From the tip of your nose to the tips of your toes." He picked up one of her feet and pressed his thumbs into the arch, massaging it. "Slender and strong."

"Strong feet help me hold the ropes," Anna replied. "Strength and flexibility are important for that."

"Back at the restaurant, I believe we were discussing the abilities of these talented feet." He picked up the other one and massaged it in the same way. "I got distracted, I admit. Now I'm ready to admire them some more."

"Hmmm, well they can't very well refuse." Anna worked her free foot up his body, rubbing with the ball of her foot, gripping at times with her long toes. She moved down to his center, rubbing her foot down the length of his rising cock, tickling his balls with her little toe. He released her other foot and she brought it down as well, musingly threading her toes together. Not exactly sure what she was doing, she enclosed his cock with her arches, keeping the balls and heels of her feet together to make an oval. 

Riory's eyes rolled back in his head for a moment, glazing over. It was a very different sensation, a variation on a theme he thought he knew everything about, and he loved it. "Elsie..." Reaching down, he put his hands around her feet, increasing the pressure, then began to slide his meat back and forth, fucking her feet. They were both still slippery from the bath, and he moved with ease. Anna was comfortable enough, her flexibility making the bent-legged position easy, and she sighed and smiled to feel him grow against her.

Riory wanted something more, though. Leaning forward, he held Anna's feet together as he knelt above her, bending her legs down towards the bed, bringing her feet towards her mouth. Almost before she could react, his cock was there, springing from between her feet inches from her lips. She murmured a silent thanks for her flexibility and leaned in, her mouth meeting his cock as he continued to thrust between her soles. His cock tasted warm and slick, and even though it only penetrated a few inches beyond her lips, she pushed herself to the utmost, swirling her tongue around his head as she held her legs still. That drove him over the edge, and after only a few minutes of the combined foot and tongue action, Riory's groans became one continuous exclamation of pleasure, and he shot his load into her mouth and across her face.

"Good god..." he murmured when he could talk again, pulling out and pressing her legs down to the bed. "Elsie, you're amazing." He pulled her into an embrace, kissing her forehead, then her lips, tasting his own seed. 

"You're creative," Anna replied, slightly relieved to be out of that position but glad that Riory was so pleased. He obviously enjoyed the compliment.

"This is why I love the Stars. You're all so different. I learn something new with you every time." He kissed her again. "And right now I've learned that you have the power to exhaust me."

"And you me." 

"Ah, not quite." He grinned again, looking like a naughty schoolboy. "I'll send you off to sleep with sweet dreams, Elsie. Relax." He slid down between her legs, kissing her body as he went, and slowly, sweetly, began making love to her with his mouth. Riory was good. It was clear he'd had lots of practice. His lips and tongue moved over her clit, licking and sucking and nibbling as his long firm fingers gently invaded her channel, pressing into her rhythmically. Anna was already aroused, wet with anticipation, and the feel of him gliding smoothly into her, his tongue soon following, drove her over the edge in minutes. She gasped and moaned, reaching down and grabbing Riory by the hair, holding him in close as she shuddered beneath him. Her climax was long and by the end of it, she was exhausted as well. Riory drew up beside her and kissed her once more before calling the lights off. Relaxed and satiated, they both fell asleep quickly.

Anna woke the next morning to intense brightness. The lights had been turned up, and with the alcohol she had drunk last night still affecting her, they seemed almost intolerably bright. She groaned slightly and propped herself up on her forearm.

"Oh, Elsie, I'm sorry." Riory was beside her in an instant, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I woke up early and got dressed, and I totally forgot to dim the lights again. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Anna replied truthfully, smiling slightly. "What time is it?" 

"Almost time for brunch!" he told her cheerfully. "I've made reservations for us at The Heavens. They have a fantastic menu. Anything you can think of and, of course, their champagne is divine."

"I'll take your word for it."

"Nonsense, my dear, you must try it. The bath is yours, I have a few things to wrap up before we go."

Anna did her best to look disappointed, and truthfully she was. It seemed to work on Riory, because after a moment of gazing at her, he seemed to reconsider. "Well...I can wrap them up later." Then he drew her into his embrace.

After brunch he delivered her back to Madame Ko's. The flyer sat outside while they talked. "I had a wonderful time with you," Anna said truthfully.

"And I with you, my dear!" Riory enthused. "All the Stars are different, and you're just as exquisite as the best of them. You have some truly gifted abilities."

"You just like me for my feet," Anna teased, sharing a kiss with him.

"You're much more than the sum of your talented feet, my dear," he replied with a smile. He reached into a compartment on the side of the flyer and took out a small rectangular box. "I like to give all the Stars that entertain me a token, something to remember me by and enhance themselves with at the same time. Everything I give comes from my business in some way or another, through my mines or my forests or my deserts. I had to think for a while about what would be perfect for you. That's part of what I was doing this morning." He handed her the box. "Open it."

Her breath catching, Anna lifted the velvet lid of the box. Instantly her eyes were dazzled. It was a necklace, a beautiful necklace made up of finely polished golden-brown gems, each one outlined in a ring of white stone all strung on a golden chain. It was only a single strand, the pieces getting larger towards the center of the necklace, culminating in a pendant the size of one of her eyes. "Riory...it's gorgeous!"

"Something beautiful for a beautiful woman," he replied agreeably. "Amber and alabaster. Here, let me help you put it on." He undid the clasp with practiced fingers and draped the necklace across her bosom, fastening it in the back with ease. "I hope you enjoy it, my dear. Wear it and be proud of who you are, and what you have to offer."

"Thank you." Anna stared down at the necklace, amazed that she was wearing such a precious gift. "It's the finest thing I've ever received. Thank you so much."

"It is entirely my pleasure, my dear." He leaned in, and Anna pressed herself to him, kissing him deeply, enjoying the warmth of his embrace. They finally separated, and Riory gave her a smile that was only half a smile. "You'd better go, before I decide not to let you."

"Thank you," she said again, giving him one last smile before turning and opening the door. The driver took over from there, holding it open for her, bowing slightly as she bid him goodbye. She walked back up the stairs to Madame Ko's, used her credit strip on the door, and it opened before her. Riory gave her one last wave from the window, then drove off. Anna waved back, smiling, then stepped inside and closed the door. She sighed, fingering the necklace, and walked back to Madame Ko's office. The Madame was waiting for her there, behind the desk. She took in Anna's new decoration.

"I trust you and Mr. Mileon enjoyed yourselves, then?"

"Definitely." 

"That's very good. So you know, generally Mr. Mileon doesn't tip his Stars, he adorns them instead. Still, he paid a very good price for your company, so you're coming away well."

"The necklace is more than enough," Anna replied honestly.

"I certainly hope you didn't tell him that, Elsiane."

"No, I didn't."

"Good. You've had a few more offers-"

"Anything from Varan?" It just slipped out of her mouth. Anna was surprised by her question, so surprised her own eyebrows raised, mirroring Madame Ko, who looked at her for a long moment.

"No," she said finally. "Why? Did he say he would make another offer?"

"Not exactly."

"Does he mean something to you, then?"

"I...don't know," Anna said miserably, her own uncertainty large in her voice. "I'm not sure why I asked that. I'm sorry."

"Elsiane..." Madame Ko folded her hands together. "I wonder about your suitableness for this role. You form strong attachments. Mr. Varan is the last person ever likely to return them. How much did the police say you owe? Ten thousand credits?" Anna nodded wordlessly. "And you have over a third of that saved in your account. Keep it. You may decide you want to pay off your debt sooner rather than later, and get enough to equip yourself for the future." She held Anna's gaze for a moment before turning her face back to the desk. "I was saying that you received a few more offers, none of them tempting enough to really consider. But I expect that once your presence is made more noticeable, that number will increase again. Especially after your meeting with Ms. Swinson next week. Three nights for 6000 credits, and she'll be using you to display some of her new suits at a miner's exposition." Madame Ko's eyes hardened. "And I expect you to do everything your client asks and not let yourself get sidetracked by anyone or anything you might see. Understood?"

"Yes," Anna replied simply. She felt tired suddenly. "May I go?"

"Of course."

Anna stood up and walked quickly back to her own room. Cris was conspicuously absent--oh right, now she remembered, she was with a client. Anna sat still for a long moment, her thoughts going nowhere. A bit mechanically she finally began to move, taking the necklace off and placing it on her dressing table, carefully removing the dress and putting it in the closet, where she knew it would be cleaned and immaculately pressed for the next time she needed it. The shoes went in as well. She had lost the chopsticks somewhere along the way last night, but that hardly mattered. She went naked into the bathroom, started the water flowing and sat down in the tub, leaning back and closing her eyes.

Madame Ko was right, really. She wasn't meant to be a Star. She didn't have the right personality for it. Cris had assured her it would develop with time, but Anna wasn't so sure she wanted it to develop now. The money was good, and there were times when she undeniably enjoyed herself, but she just connected too deep. She had felt a real pang at leaving Riory, though nothing near what she had felt with Varan. She still felt it with Varan...she tightened her eyelids reflexively, trying to drive the thought away before it took root. The point was, she took it too much to heart. All of it. But before long, she would have paid off her criminal debt for begging, and then she could save for a ship of her own. To be her own person, not bound to follow anyone's orders but her own...what a delightful prospect. She could find another colony, settle down, find someone to love who wouldn't leave her, and raise a family. 

Strangely, that thought didn't give Anna the comfort now that it had in the past. What was becoming of her then, when her reality was unsatisfying and her dreams no longer the treasures they had once been? Anna pushed herself away from that thought as well, starting to scrub vigorously to occupy herself. She cleaned up, went back to her room and, unusual for her, ordered a sedative drink. It slid smoothly down her throat, and she lay down on the bed. Madame Ko would note that she had taken a sedative. She could always complain of a headache if it became a problem. Those treacherous tears pricked at her eyelids again, and Anna slid under the comforter, willing herself to a brief time of oblivion where there would be nothing but darkness, the sweet black darkness of space. 



Anna Ch. 07



As before, if you're new to the story it might help to read the earlier chapters, but I hope the read is enjoyable regardless. Thanks so much to the people who've given me excellent, relentless feedback on continuing:)

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Anna spent the day following her liaison with Riory away from the Stars' complex, walking by herself down on the Promenade and enjoying just being part of a crowd for awhile. She was nothing special, there was nothing on display. The lack of expectation was relaxing, and if a few people did recognize her they didn't feel comfortable approaching her, and that was perfectly fine by Anna. She shopped a bit and enjoyed the acts staged along the Promenade, each sponsored by a different business that somehow incorporated itself into the display. There were actors who recreated an ancient Earth play about two young lovers using company brands instead of last names. There was an acrobat who flipped, capered and juggled all while wearing a holographic projector that multiplied his image by four, whose outfit was plastered with the holograph company's logo. Even the fire artists spelled out product lines with their molded flames. Ceyla City, Anna decided, was possibly the most commercialized place she had ever been in.

It was mid-afternoon, such as it was on a space station, by the time she was done. Anna had plenty to carry and could have started back then, but she was still enjoying the bustle of people around her and decided to stop in at the Orient, a tea and coffee house that showcased ancient music and dances out of the depths of human history. Women twirling fans and wearing long, patterned robes moved in sinuous waves. A helpful informational tablet at her small table told her that the dances and costumes changed in accordance with the ancient seasons. On Old Earth it would now have been spring, and the dancers correspondingly wore light colors embroidered with cherry blossoms. The air was sweet with herbal fragrances, and Anna broke with her coffee tradition and ordered green tea. It came in a small, delicate white cup, and the steam coming from it smelled delicious. Anna sat and inhaled for a bit, waiting for it to cool and watching the dancers.

"Elsiane!" an excited voice broke through her reverie. She turned to see the source. It was Jamie, the young man she had last seen at Varan's loading dock. "Hey! Sorry, am I interrupting? Are you expecting someone else? Is it okay if I call you Elsiane?"

"Hi Jamie," she smiled. "Sure, you can call me Elsiane, or Elsie, whatever you like. I'm not expecting anyone. Sit with me." She grinned suddenly. "We can call this your dinner date, but let me treat."

"I hope that didn't bug you," he said as he sat down. 

"I thought it was kind of funny," Anna replied. "How are things going at the docks? Did Varan take care of his emergency?"

"Emergency?" Jamie's face was puzzled. "There haven't been any emergencies, not for months."

"I thought one of his ships was having some sort of trouble..."

"Nope! All in tip-top shape. I should know, I help maintain them." He noticed Anna's sudden discomfort and quickly changed his tone. "Not that I know all that much. I'm the low man on the ladder. The boss has better things to do than share his troubles with me."

The waitress saved Anna any further discomfort. Jamie ordered an espresso drink after Anna insisted that she treat him, and she took the opportunity to sip her tea. It was delightful, much more delicate than the coffee she had grown up with, and the taste was like a flower blooming inside of her. Jamie eyed her doubtfully. "It can't be that good," he protested.

"Try it."

He sniffed it and sat back. "No thanks. I like something strong enough to take the enamel off my teeth, otherwise what's the point?" The waitress brought back his quadruple-condensed espresso, barely enough to fill a thimble, but he picked it up and threw it back. "Just what I need before a double shift," he said hoarsely.

"Jamie!" Anna laughed. "You barely had time to taste that, let alone enjoy it."

"I enjoy it for the effects, not the taste." He coughed once, then brightened. "So, enjoying yourself?"

"Pretty much."

"Havin' some fun?"

"Definitely."

"Umm...everyone wants to know...how was the old man?" Anna stared steadily at Jamie for a few long moments before he flushed. "Sorry, sorry, prying question, my bad, sorry."

"Well," Anna relented with a little smile, "Just between you and me, I'd say he's an expert at whatever he sets his hand to."

"Hah!" Jamie crowed. "I knew it!"

They passed a pleasant half hour in the Orient before Jamie sighed and told her he had to leave. "Back to work," he sighed, his eyes bright with the warm glow of condensed caffeine. "I can do it now, though. I have sustenance. You saved me." He bowed over her hand.

"Jamie, you're such a clown." Anna pressed her credit slip against the bill and the exchange was made. "I'll see you around, okay? Don't operate any heavy machinery tonight."

"Hardly any at all," he promised. "Do you need any help with your packages?"

"No, I can manage." She did let him hold the door for her, though. "Goodbye."

"Farewell, my munificent benefactor."

"Jamie, stop trying to impress me with your vocabulary." Anna headed off down the promenade, one fairly-heavy bag in each hand. She walked slowly, absorbed in thought. Varan had said there was a problem with one of his ships...only Jamie didn't remember anything. Not that Jamie was the most reliable of sources, but still, that left only one real conclusion. Varan had wanted to get rid of her at the end. The thought made her moody and depressed, and Anna stumbled along, blind to her surroundings, barely aware of the direction she was headed. 

A small service vehicle bore down on her, horn blaring. She leapt to the side of the boulevard and into an alley, jarred back into wakefulness by the near miss. It was then that she sensed the presence of someone else. The tell-tale sounds of someone trying to be quiet... She turned to look, but a hand closed around her throat, muffling any screams she tried to make. She dropped her bags and raised her hands to defend herself, to tear the hand away, but then she felt a sharp impact on the back of her head, and her world went black.

***

Jamie was on his way out the door of the teahouse when he noticed that Anna had left her credit strip on the table. It didn't really matter, it wasn't like anyone else would be able to use it, but it would be a pain to replace. She couldn't be too far ahead of him. He grabbed it and headed out the door. There in the distance was the auburn hair. He picked up his pace and went after her. 

Jamie wove through the crowd, gaining on Anna. All of a sudden, she was gone from his view. Where could she have...he came a few steps closer. Her packages were strewn across the ground, but there was no sign of their owner. He ran up to the packages, looked wildly around. "Elsie!"

She was lying on the ground in the alley. In the shadows Jamie could see another figure running off into the distance, but there was no time to go after whoever it was. He knelt quickly next to Anna, checking frantically for a pulse. "Elsie! Can you hear me? Elsie!" She was still breathing but out cold. A small puddle of blood leaked onto the ground from her head. "Oh shit," Jamie breathed. "Help me! Somebody help!"

***

Madame Ko sat beside Anna's hospital bed, glowering. Her presence was enough to frighten off all but the most necessary physicians, so she had the space to herself. She sat and thought, in a logical way, which was the only way she knew how. The boy who had found Anna had told her and the authorities that she had been attacked. There were no viewing devices in that alley, so no way of telling whether his story was absolutely true or not, or even if he hadn't perpetrated the attack himself. But she didn't think so. The boy was far too innocent and earnest, easy to read. She believed that he had happened upon Anna trying to return her credit strip. 

What she was having difficulty figuring out was who was behind it. Anna's original kidnappers had to be far away at this point, and there was hardly any motivation for them to come after her again once she had escaped their grasp. That left someone who knew her personally, and since all her friends and family from her old life were dead, it hardly seemed likely. What remained was either one of her recent patrons or a hireling of theirs. Someone jealous, perhaps, someone she had accidentally spurned or somehow displeased. It was uncommon, but it had happened in the past.  

Madame Ko flipped through her mental rolodex of Anna's patrons and acquaintances. It was a short enough list. The only person Anna had expressed any sort of strangeness over was Varan. And it was his employee who recovered Anna. Interesting. Had she perhaps angered him in some way? Angered him enough for him to want to hurt her? It didn't seem likely. Madame Ko's ears did perk up when a nurse announced that a Mr. Varan was here to see the girl. He pushed through the door a few moments later, ignoring the madame and zoning straight in on Anna.

He came to her side uncomfortably, moving in a blocky, rigid way, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Elsiane." One hand made a move towards her face, but he drew it back as he finally noticed his company. "Madame."

"Sir." Madame Ko smiled coolly. "How fortunate that one of Elsiane's patrons cares enough to visit her in the hospital. And how rapidly you discovered her, as well."

"Don't play with me, Madame," Varan growled, seeing through her pleasantries. "My employee found her. Of course I heard about it. If you think I had something to do with this, you're way off course."

Madame Ko and Varan had known each other for a long time. After looking at him for a moment, she dismissed her suspicions with a wave of her hand. "I know you didn't. I'm simply at a loss as to who did. You're the only one volatile enough to consider at a moment's notice."

"Well, think again," he snapped.

"Why are you here?"

"I don't see where that's your business, Madame."

"Elsiane's business is my business. I need to know all the particulars of her relationships in order to better monitor her safety and needs. Providing for her is my job, just as hers is providing for me." She smiled again. "Are you fond of her?"

Varan didn't answer the question. "How long will she be unconscious?"

"Not long. She had a concussion and a shallow laceration. The doctors have taken care of the swelling and gave her a painkiller laced with a minor sedative. I expect I'll be taking her back to the compound in another half turn or so."

"What will you do to keep her safe?"

"I haven't decided yet."

"Let me look after her."

"Out of the question."

"Why?" Varan demanded irritably.

"Because your interests are clouded," Madame Ko replied. "Because I cannot vouch for your reliability. Because it is not your business or concern."

"If you think I would harm her, or allow someone to harm her..."

"It is merely a question of priorities." The madame spoke decidedly. "I can't keep you from putting a mechanical tail on her in the public areas of Ceyla City, but none are to follow her inside here or on any of her jobs, she stays in my custody, and I respond to any threats to her welfare. Those duties are part of my contract with her. Understood?"

Varan was silent for a long moment. "Understood," he said finally. "Just...keep her safe."

"I'll do my best, as always." Madame Ko replied, then pursed her lips. "You are fond of her." Varan didn't say anything. He didn't even look her way. It was confirmation enough. "She has two more contracts booked over the next few weeks. If you like, I'll allow you to bid for her remaining debt after those contracts are settled. It's very possible that she'll leave this lifestyle once she has the means to do so, so if you're at all interested, I recommend you take my offer."

Varan was silent for a long moment, a monolith gazing without seeing at the wall in front of him. "I'll consider it," he said at last.

"Very well, but consider quickly." She wondered, for a moment, whether she should tell Varan about Anna's interest in him. She didn't have the chance to decide. After another glance down at the sleeping girl, he turned and left through the narrow door as quickly as he'd entered.

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"You're sure you're fit for the contract tonight, Elsiane?" Madame Ko asked her seriously. "You still seem pale."

"I'm fine." Anna assured her. In reality she didn't feel completely fine, but she had been in bed for the last day and she felt the need to be up and moving. "As long as he doesn't ask for anything too athletic," she added.

"I doubt it. Mr. Atchester is known for his love of society. Most likely it will be nightclubs and dancing. If you feel ill at any time, let him know and inform me. You shouldn't risk compromising your health."

"I won't, Madame." 

"And you will immediately report any uncomfortable or dangerous physical contact," Madame Ko continued. "I know you don't remember the attacker, but something might come to you while you're out."

"Yes, Madame."

"Good." Madame Ko looked at her critically and adjusted one of the jeweled barrettes in her hair. "You look very nice. I'm glad to see you're developing your own wardrobe. Cristobel's things wouldn't do for you at all."

"I completely agree."

A flyer pulled up out front. It was very nice but fairly small, and the driver was Mr. Atchester himself. That surprised Anna. She was sure he'd be the chauffeured type. He was a very handsome young man, with long black hair and a tight-fitting black suit, glowing with ever-changing fiber optic patterns. Very retro.

Anna walked down the steps to meet him. "Good evening, Mr. Atchester," she said with a smile.

"Call me Daevian," he replied with a strange grin as he took her hand. "How are you, Elsiane?" He looked concerned for a moment. "I heard about the attack-"

"I'm fine, but thank you for asking." 

"Good! That's really good news. Shall we go, then?"

"Certainly." He held the door as Anna got into the vehicle, then went around to the other side himself. He started the car, and they set out. Anna was surprised to notice that they were heading away from the social center of town. She glanced over at her newest client. He was around her age, maybe even less. And he was nervous. He pulled at his collar like it was too tight, and wouldn't meet her eyes. That didn't sit with the image she had of him as a party animal. 

"Where are we headed, Daevian?" She glanced around. They were getting into the industrial lots, warehouses for businesses and repair shops. How odd. For a moment her heart lurched in her chest. What if he was the one...

She didn't have long to wonder. Running one hand nervously through his hair, Daevian glanced over at her. "Umm...actually, I kind of need your help with something."

"My help?" Anna was surprised. "What could I help you with?"

"Well...umm...it's kind of hard for me to explain." He raked his fingers through his hair again, staring forward. "See...my father sent me away for a few months to learn some of the basics of mining, since it's his business and I'll have to take it over someday. I got kind of...sidetracked." He caved under her gaze. "I spent two months partying on Se'Chendla. I know I should have gone through with it, but I just..." He shrugged helplessly. "And now I'm back, and I think he's suspicious because he wants to see some of what I know, and the problem is, I don't know anything! Nothing practical! There's no one I can go to for help, everyone knows my father, and if he finds out, I'm seriously fucked. He'll take everything away from me. So when I saw you at the party and found out you were a miner, I thought...well, here's my chance! Stars are supposed to be discreet, right? And you could show me what I need to know, right?" He turned hopeful, desperate eyes towards her.

Well, this was totally different from what she'd been expecting. He was genuinely distressed, she could see that, and she was being paid for this, but... "Daevian, there's no way I could show you enough in one night to make you a safe miner, much less a leader of a mining team. It would be too dangerous for you and everyone else in the crew."

"No, no, that's fine!" The momentary panic that had covered his face faded. "I'm not going to be leading anyone, I'm never really going to be a miner! My father just wants to see that I understand the basics. You know, easy machinery, piton setting, a little rope work. That's all! Please say you'll help me."

Anna couldn't help but laugh a little. "I'll help you as best I can," she replied. "But why are we out here?"

"One of my father's training facilities is out here. It's where his miners test up in certification levels," Daevian explained. "It's closed right now, but I can get us in. We can go through the basics there. If anyone finds out we went there, I could just say I was showing you something I thought would interest you. Is that okay?"

"That's fine," she grinned. "I hope I can teach you enough to satisfy your father."

"Seriously, just the basics...I can tell him I'm tired, I have a headache, anything and he'll believe me as long as I know the basics. I had a complete nervous system overhaul as a child, and sometimes my body reverts." Anna would have followed through on that interesting line of conversation, but then they arrived at the training facility. It was a warehouse much like Varan's docks, but outfitted more decoratively. Daevian parked the flyer and escorted Anna into the building, keeping a sharp lookout for any people. They made their way quickly to the training room.

It was a smaller version of what she had worked with at Varan's. Anna nodded appreciatively. "This will be fine. Is the equipment at hand?"

"In the cases on the table." Daevian walked over to them and opened them up. He looked at the contents helplessly. "I don't know what half of this stuff is."

"That's okay," Anna said soothingly. She glanced inside. Nothing out of the ordinary. "Lets start with the pitons. Do you know about the different grades of rock?"

"What?"

"Different densities. The higher the grade, the sturdier the piton has to be. There are different pitons for different grades. If it's H-1 through H-3, you use a Standard #1 piton." She pointed it out. "H-4 through H-7, you use a #2. H8 to H10, you use a #3. Anything harder than H10 is generally industrial diamond mining, and I don't believe your father's company does that."

"H for hardness, got it."

"Do you know how to operate a lifter?"

"No!"

"What about a space scooter?" They had been a trendy toy when she was a child, not that her family could have afforded one.

"Oh...sure."

"They work almost exactly the same way. Let's assemble this one and I'll show you."

Anna and Daevian spent the next five hours working in the facility, practicing everything from tying knots to building the lifter to casting pitons of different grades. As they worked, she told him about the most common types of mined minerals, everything she knew about his father's company and whatever he could add, making sense of it from an economic point of view. "Because most of what your father mines is for industry, there's less of an emphasis on making everything perfect," she explained as they took a break, sipping on jinseng tonics from a cooler. "Industrial miners have to look after their own safety, but it doesn't matter if the rock is in gravel or slab form for the most part. Most systems have outlawed clearcut demolitions, so we won't worry too much about setting charges or anything."

"You're brilliant," Daevian sighed. Anna looked at him with an amused smile. Over the past few hours, he had transformed from nervous playboy into eager schoolboy. 




Anna Ch. 07



At least two lucky men who I drove passed got an eyeful of her tits as she managed to pull the dress down and straighten herself out. I was half watching the road and half looking at her naked body as she finally managed to cover herself with the dress. She was cursing me but laughing at the sheer excitement at what had just happened. It was as if she didn't care. "I can't believe we just did that!" she shouted sounding both exhausted and exhilarated. She just slouched in the passenger seat as I drove back round the car park to her car. I parked next to her and we just sat there for a moment. There was cum on my trousers, her juices were all over me and the car probably smelled of sex. We sat looking out watching people go past without speaking. It was Anna who broke the silence. She talked and I listened.

"I can't believe what I am becoming. I would never have dreamt of doing something like that. This is all so wrong but I can't help myself anymore. I just get to the point where I can't say "no" to you. Do you realise that?" I stayed silence. The truth was I hadn't asked her anything yet here she was saying she couldn't say "no". Women's logic has always been a mystery to me but who cares when the upside is what just happened in the car wash. Anna put her panties back on, checked herself in the mirror and prepared to get out of the car. "You better go and do your shopping. Thanks for a memorable afternoon John!"

I did go back into the supermarket despite the cum on my trousers, I still had to pick up the shopping for my mother. That night I was working when I got a text message on my phone. It said, "I can't believe what you did in the car wash". This would have been OK but the text wasn't from Anna...

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Anna Ch. 07



"Not really. Mining was my business for a long time."

"Why did you stop?"

"It wasn't really my choice..." Anna sighed, then considered that she might be sending the wrong message. "But I like what I'm doing now!" she added coyly. 

"Which part?" Daevian asked with a smile.

"The being with you part."

"Mmm. I think I'd like to see some of your more advanced rope technique. I've heard it's impressive." The look in his eyes gave Anna no doubt as to what he was referring.

"I'd love to show you," Anna smiled. She felt comfortable with Daevian, more comfortable than she had thought she would, now that she saw him as a person instead of a club-hopping debutante. She stood up and tied her long hair back, taking her time and letting him look her over as she did. She walked over to the wall, where two ropes were conveniently close together, and with a graceful movement climbed a few feet up one, then leaned over and wrapped the other rope around an arm. It was easy to move back and forth, to let the worries of the past days wear away to the reassuring tug of the rope, the smooth movement that came naturally to her after years of work and her recent practice with Harriman. 

She was gratified to see a flush come to Daevian's face, to see him shift and move one hand to his tightening pants as he watched her writhe on the ropes. Spinning upside down, she allowed her shirt to slide up, revealing her firm abdomen and smooth, pale skin. Daevian grunted as he saw it.

"Fucking beautiful," he muttered, undoing his pants and withdrawing his cock. "You're fucking beautiful. Keep doing that, keep stripping."

Anna was happy to comply. Using her formidable flexibility, she slid one foot up inside the front of her loose shirt, gently tugging until the easy-grip fabric opened at the front, baring her naked breasts. She let herself twirl for a few moments, dangling, observing him from her perch. He was stroking his cock now with long, smooth motions, his gaze fixed on her breasts. Her nipples were erect and jutting, and the sight of him hard for her made her pussy instantly wet. Freeing one hand, she reached down and unfastened the waist of her pants, drawing them down her legs until they hung at her ankles, and she was naked except for the sheer panties covering her sex. Daevian groaned as he took in the view. 

He moved in close to her, one hand still stroking his cock, the other reaching out to touch her body. He ran his fingers over her breasts, grazing them at first, then grabbing them. "Fuck." Leaning in, he pressed his erection towards her face. Anna opened her mouth and let him enter her, doing her best to apply the right amount of pressure, not easy when she was sitting upright and couldn't use her hands. He gripped her right nipple hard with her free hand as he penetrated her mouth. "Fuck fuck fuck," he chanted. He thrust into her mouth, his free hand holding the back of her head. He wasn't long enough to make her gag, but it was a near thing. She loved the feel of him, though, the velvety cock that felt so warm and alive against her tongue, and she sucked hard on his member, driving him towards satisfaction. Anna felt Daevian start to swell and prepared to swallow, but instead he pulled out and, after a few more strokes, came all over her breasts and his own hand, groaning "Ah ah ah," as he covered her with his semen. 

Anna's pussy was uncomfortably agitated by all of this, and she wished he would penetrate her down there. He seemed to feel her impatience. After the glow faded a bit, he opened his eyes and asked, "Can you stay there a little longer?"

"Yes," Anna replied. Her arms were getting a little tired, but she could hang there a while longer.

"Good." He dropped to his knees, letting go of his cock, and without any preamble pulled her panties down and dove into her pussy. He had none of the focused intensity of Varan or the practiced fluidity of Riory, but he was enthusiastic, and his hands clenched her ass as he drove his tongue inside of her, filling her urgently. It was quickly enough to make her come, and she spasmed around his tongue and lost the strength in her arms. Head spinning, she lowered herself to the ground, ending up on her back with Daevian between her legs. 

He was hard again, and in an instant his cock was between her thighs. He didn't bother to ask, and she didn't expect him to; he just grinned and plunged right in. He was incredibly hard, and Anna was immediately swept up in a longer, stronger orgasm than the one she had just experienced, brought on just by that first feeling of him inside her. He was hard, but he was also wound up, and it was only a few moments later that Daevian was coming as well, grinding his pelvis against her ass as he strained with the force of his pleasure. 

They both lay there on the floor for a long time, catching their breath. Eventually, in fact, Daevian fell asleep there. Anna stroked his hair softly as she made him a pillow from one of the equipment sacks, then stood and went to the bathroom to clean up.

***

He dropped her off with highly appreciative thanks the following morning. There was no breakfast with him. In fact, the only thing she'd had with him for her entire stay was a single jinseng tonic and some water. After he had woken up, he'd insisted that they go over the knots and the casts again, and by the time they were through reviewing, it was time for him to drop her off. He didn't think of food, and Anna couldn't really blame him. He wanted to get his meeting with his father over with before he forgot everything she'd taught him. But now she was back at home, and hungry, and more than a little unsatisfied in a way it was hard to put her finger on. It wasn't that she hadn't enjoyed herself while she was with him...maybe it was just the fact that he hadn't lasted very long. He had been pleasurable company, but a lot of work too. 

Now she had six turns off before her next contract with Matilda Snow, the owner of a mining equipment manufacturing company. Anna looked her information up on a computer in the common room as she snacked on a bright blue tangerine. Her company made everything from pitons to food dehydraters to space suits, which she called Snow Suits. Anna still didn't have much experience with women, but she hoped to gain some more before her contract with Matilda. Unfortunately, Cris was off touring Atlantis for the week, and by the time Cris got back Anna would be leaving to go with Matilda. Nadia was back from her last rendezvous...maybe Anna would try to hook up with her. She stared at the picture of Matilda, reading over her long biography again and feeling slightly intimidated.

"She'll want to fuck you, you know."

"What?" Anna turned around to see Morgianne standing behind her, looking cold and flawless as usual. She wore a skintight lavender gown that set of her magnificent black hair perfectly and accentuated all of her well-developed curves.

"She'll want to fuck you. Matilda has a wide variety of cocks and no doubt she'll want to try all of them on a sweet young thing like you." Her tone was mocking.

"How can a woman have a cock?" Anna asked, feeling naïve.

"It's an easy enough enhancement. They're a specialty product made for women that neurologically attaches to the clitoris while adhering to the pelvis. They're quite exciting to use. Very different. I suggest you try one with a woman before you go to Matilda, just to get used to the feeling."

"Thanks." Anna's tone was neutral, but she couldn't hide her feeling of dislike. Morgianne noticed it as well.

"You'd do well to follow my advice this time, Elsiane," she said, some of the sneer dropping out of her tone. "I've been with almost every client in Madame Ko's registry at one point or another. It never hurts to get a sense of perspective before you try something new." She turned to walk away.

"Wait," Anna called out. Morgianne stopped. "Why are you helping me? I thought you didn't like me."

Morgianne laughed lowly, deep in her throat. "Elsiane, it's plain that you need all the help you can get. There were times when I wouldn't have despised it, but I was never offered it. My helping you to move on your way is the least I can do." She smiled briefly, then walked out of the common room. Anna stared after her, wondering.

***

That evening Anna did get together with Nadia, who was only too happy to talk to her about Matilda Snow. It seemed that Matilda had liaisons with all the female Stars. "She's really not very difficult to serve," Nadia said comfortingly as she stretched out in the compound's pool. She was naked, and her nipples were hard and pointedly erect. Anna tried not to stare at them as they talked. "Matilda just likes to be in charge, that's all. Are you particularly worried about something?"

"I just don't have much experience with women," Anna confessed. "I've certainly never been, um, penetrated by one before."

"Penetrated? Oh, with the attachments." Nadia laughed. "It's not much different than being penetrated by a man, my dear. I personally find making love to women more sensual, with or without any particular enhancements." She folded her arms on the edge of the pool and rested her chin on them. "I don't have any engagements tonight. Why don't we go on a date? I've been with Matilda many times before, and I think I can replicate her tastes fairly well. It'll be a nice practice for you, and a lovely way to spend an evening for me."

"That's very kind of you."

"Oh, Elsie, you should know by now that it's my pleasure." Nadia smiled. "All the Stars help each other." She stood up out of the pool, a naked, glistening goddess. Her body was beautiful, so smooth and slender, with no harsh lines or protrusions, no bulging muscles or stark collarbones. "Meet me at the front in an hour. Be dressed for a nice night out, but nothing too fancy. I'm taking you to one of Matilda's favorite restaurants."

"Thank you for taking the time," Anna said honestly.

"Oh, my darling," now Nadia leaned into her for a moment, stroking the side of her face with one cool hand, "Nothing could please me more."

Anna ended up wearing a simple white dress that clung to her waist and flared out just below the knees. She coupled it with a pair of small white sandals and, after a moment's thought, added the necklace Riory had given her. She piled her hair up in a knot on top of her head and walked out to the front.

Nadia was waiting for her there. She wore a stylish pantsuit in black, matching her hair, which fell in a straight dark wave down the sides of her face and her shoulders. She wasn't wearing a shirt beneath the jacket, and her breasts were small enough that she didn't need a bra. Her nipples pressed appealingly against the fabric. "You look nice, very feminine," Nadia complimented Anna. "From what I can tell, Matilda likes to be the gentleman in the relationship. That necklace is perfect, Elsie. From Riory?"

"Yes."

"He has such exquisite taste." Nadia took Anna's arm and they walked out front. "No need for a flyer, we can walk to the restaurant. It's Peregino's. I hope you like seafood."

"Seafood?" Anna repeated. "I don't know, I haven't had it before."

"What? Good grief, you poor neglected thing! Life isn't worth living without a regular intake of crab legs with butter and whippertail fillet. And a nice muskray steak...sheer heaven." Nadia kissed the tips of her fingers. "You'll love it."

"I'm sure I will." Anna smiled. Nadia matched it, and they walked arm in arm to the restaurant. Nadia moved forward to open the door for her. The host immediately escorted them to a private booth. It was circular, with a table in the center surrounded by a couch. Anna sat down and almost lost her balance. "It's a water couch?"

"They dare to be different here," Nadia replied as she moved expertly on the rolling surface. "This is one of the first places Matilda ever brought me to. She thought I would appreciate it, and she was right. She's good at reading people, better than you'd think from looking at her. This probably won't be a place she takes you, but it never hurts to get acquainted with new things." Nadia moved in close to Anna, putting an arm around her shoulders. "Let me order for you."

"That's fine with me."

A waiter, his entire body covered with holographic fabric that projected images of fish swimming through light blue water, hurried attentively at their table. "Good evening, ladies. I am Nereus, and I will be serving you to the best of my ability tonight. May I interest either of you in our specials?"

"Only if one of them is yellowfin, otherwise we'll order from the standard menu," Nadia replied.

"Alas, we have been unable to obtain yellowfin. My deepest apologies." The waiter bowed low. "Would you care to order drinks first, or do you know what you desire?"

Nadia ordered without even looking at the menus that had appeared in the table. Nereus bowed once more, and then left them.

"Tell me what we're having again?"

"Sharks-fin soup, followed by an appetizer of lobster tail and caviar, and then we're splitting a musk-ray steak. They're fantastic, but huge." Nadia grinned at Anna's slightly dubious look. "You'll love it, trust me."

She did end up loving it. The food was wonderful, and Nadia was the perfect companion, telling her stories and anecdotes and keeping her laughing. "Matilda will do the same thing." Nadia warned her as they bit into their steak. "She's older than she looks, and she's seen a lot of things in her life. She loves to talk about them."

"If she's half as funny as you are, I'm sure I'll be entertained," Anna replied. They drank a sweet white wine and split a dessert that was molded out of soft spun sugar into the form of a mermaid. It was great fun, and by the time they were walking home both of them were giggling and holding onto each other for more than a little support. They made it up the stairs and into the complex, finally getting to Nadia's room. She opened the door and ushered Anna inside, straight towards her bed.

"I don't think the tank will be appropriate for what Matilda has in mind for you." She smiled. "Do you need to use the restroom?"

"No."

"Good. Then we don't have to wait." Nadia knelt on the bed and motioned for Anna to do the same. "She likes to start things face to face, before she gets too dominant." Anna knelt down, and was surprised to find that the bed didn't roll beneath her. "Matilda's tastes, remember," Nadia said with a grin, then cupped Anna's shoulders gently and pulled her in close, sealing her mouth in a sweet, soft kiss. Their breasts rubbed together through the fabric, and Nadia moved her hands down to Anna's waist and jerked her forward sharply, one arm holding her close as the other crept beneath her skirt and into her panties. Anna moaned as those long, slender fingers came into contact with her pussy, and pressed her hips closer to Nadia's even as her head lolled back slightly.

"That's it, darling," Nadia whispered, her voice sultry. "Give yourself to me. Give yourself to the sensation." Her fingertips danced around Anna's clit as her free hand stroked up and down her back. Her tongue darted from between her lips and against Anna's, coaxing a response, drawing her mouth into a duel. After a few more minutes of playing, Nadia left Anna's pussy and deftly removed her clothing, then pushed her back onto the bed. She straddled Anna's hips and knelt over her. "Unbutton my jacket."

Fingers trembling, Anna undid the three buttons that had been holding Nadia's nudity back. Once she released the last one, her small, beautiful breasts fell free. Nadia leaned in close. "Suck it." Anna leaned in and drew a nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the hardening bud. Nadia groaned and undulated her hips against Anna's. She used one hand to hold the back of Anna's head, keeping her there, pressed to her breast. After a few minutes she directed her lips to the other one, reveling in the sensation. Eventually she had to stop. "Stay there." 

Nadia stood up and shrugged out of her jacket, then out of the pants. She grabbed something from a drawer in the stand next to her bed and put it down on the mattress. "For later." She moved back in, covering Anna's body with her own completely naked flesh. She felt cool to Anna, except at her chest and her groin. Anna ran her hand down Nadia's side to her cleft, and gently stroked the outside of it. Nadia closed her eyes and hummed with pleasure, but stopped Anna's fingers from entering her hairless pussy. "No penetration," she murmured. "Matilda doesn't like that."

"What does she like?" Anna whispered, spreading her legs and entwining her calves with Nadia's as she kissed her lips.

"Penetrating others," Nadia said once she got her breath back. "And to that end..." Reluctantly she eased out of Anna's arms and reached for the thing she had recovered earlier. It was a thin, sheer harness that fit snugly around her hips, adhering as though it were her own skin. A thick, dark cock was attached to the front of it, looking a little strange against Nadia's pale skin. Once the dildo was firmly seated, Nadia stroked herself and shuddered slightly. "These are amazing toys...and Matilda loves hers. She'll probably want you to go down on her while she wears it, but I...I want the main event." She smiled and lay down again between Anna's legs. "Are you ready?"

There was no doubt that she was ready, Anna was practically seeping into the mattress. The dildo hovered at her entrance, and even though Anna braced herself for something strange, she wasn't prepared for it to feel exactly like a real cock. It wasn't long enough or thick enough to be uncomfortable and it was felt warm and alive against her skin. Anna groaned as Nadia pressed into her.

"Oh, my darling," Nadia kissed her neck and the base of her throat, one hand fondling her breasts. "You feel amazing." She kissed Anna once more, biting gently on her lower lip, and then she began to fuck her in earnest, thrusting deep and slow.

Anna was astonished by the things she was feeling. It was so incredibly sensual, to experience a cock filling her, fucking her, while looking into the beautiful face of a woman who was caressing and whispering endearments to her. Being with Nadia right now was more intimate that her experiences with Cris, and more loving than almost all of her experiences with men. It was a delicious combination, and in that moment Anna wanted nothing more than to have Nadia filling her, fucking her and taking her with the knowing tenderness that only another woman could give. She felt herself shaking, threw her head back and gasped sharply as her orgasm began, curling her toes and wrapping her legs around Nadia's waist in a sudden, consuming spasm of pleasure. 

Nadia felt Anna contract around her attachment, and the stimulation to her clit tipped her over the edge into orgasm as well. They arched together, clutching each other's bodies and riding out the orgasm, finally feeling it subside to tiny tremors and quakes. Nadia kissed Anna deeply on the mouth, running her hands through sweaty auburn ringlets before sliding slowly out of her body. She fell onto her side, and Anna turned towards her and embraced her, waiting for their bodies to recover.

"That was incredible," she managed finally, her voice slightly hoarse from crying out.

"I agree," Nadia murmured. "You're an excellent partner, Elsiane, so very genuine. Matilda is lucky that she'll get to experience you." She smiled and caressed Anna's face lightly. "I'm lucky too." The room became a little cold once the fever of passion faded, and Nadia quickly covered Anna with a blanket. "Stay with me tonight. I have to leave for a contract early tomorrow, but I'd enjoy your company."

Anna smiled. "I'll stay. Thank you."

"Oh, darling, it was my pleasure." Nadia smiled wantonly and kissed Anna's shoulder. "Matilda likes to be in charge during lovemaking. She can be commanding, but she'll never make you do something you don't want to. Treat her respectfully, treat her honestly, treat her lovingly, and she'll be an excellent client. Treat her like you have me and you might find it difficult to get rid of her."




Anna Ch. 07



"Nadia, stop," Anna laughed. Her lover removed the harness and laid it aside, then snuggled under the covers with Anna. They rested in each other's arms, too relaxed to do more than sleep. The last sensation Anna felt was the bed becoming liquid, rocking her gently into her dreams.



Anna Ch. 08



To those reading for the first time, your might follow things better if you read some of my earlier submissions, but I hope you'll check this out regardless. To those who have read my work before, enjoy this next chapter. It's longer than the others, mostly stemming from a sense of guilt at not posting sooner:) I figure I have one more chapter to go to finish the story off, so please stick with me. I adore your comments and feedback.

***

Madame Ko presented Anna with a dossier on her next contract the following day. "The mining exposition lasts for two days. It will be held in one of the major event centers here on Ceyla, and Matilda is just one of the merchants who will be displaying there. Here's a list of the others, as well as a probable list of the companies who will send representatives and the independent contractors who will attend. Ms. Snow will be marketing her custom pressure suits, and you're going to be required to demonstrate competency in modeling one of them. Have you worn a Snow Suit before?"

"No," Anna admitted, looking down at the thick folder in her hands. "We could never afford anything so nice."

"I have one in the Wardrobe. Harriman can find it for you. I suggest you practice."

"I will."

"Good." Madame Ko left her room, the door sliding soundlessly shut behind her. Anna opened the folder and began to flip through the pages. Practically every person she had met so far would be there, including her three previous liaisons. Her heart beat a little faster at the thought of seeing Varan again. Would he talk to her? Would she get any time with him? There was no real reason she shouldn't, since she was going to be modeling equipment. If he just happened to want to talk to her, well, Matilda could hardly complain. She turned to the next page but was interrupted suddenly by her neighbor's door slamming shut. Cris never slammed her door. Anna put the folder down and walked over to their connecting door, knocking softly. "Cris?"

There was no direct answer, but Anna could hear muffled sob. Reaching down, she opened the door and stepped into and through the bathroom. She entered Cris' room slowly. "Cris?"

A pile of clothes in the middle of the bed stirred slightly. "Go away."

"What's wrong?" Anna moved over and sat down on the bed.

"I don't want to talk about it." Her voice was wet-sounding but the tone was sulky.

"It might make you feel better," Anna suggested.

"Hah," Cris muttered derisively. "No it won't." She sat up anyway and glared over at Anna. "I just came back from a contract, and Justin and I had arranged to meet. I went to his room and I found him there, fucking Ramsey." Anna could hear the fury in her voice. "He saw me, and...he shooed me away. He shooed me! He'd rather fuck that muscle-bound freak than me!" She threw a pointy shoe at the far wall. "Fucking bastard!"

"Does he know how upset you are?" Anna asked, wanting to soothe Cris' riotous feelings. "Surely if he knew..."

"Elsie, didn't you listen to the damn lecture the Madame gave when you came?" Cris asked scornfully. "She won't tolerate infighting. If she even hears about this, it's my stupid ass on the line. Stupid, idiot, I should never have let myself..." Tears filled her eyes. Anna reached for her, but she pushed her arms away. "Don't touch me right now! You're the last one who should be trying to comfort me anyway, I know you're still mooning over your first client. Most of the other Stars didn't think you'd last even this long. Just leave me alone, Elsie." Cris turned away from her and buried her head in the pillows again.

Anna felt stunned. Mechanically she stood up and left the room, returning to her own and locking the door behind her. In her head, she knew Cris was lashing out at her just because she'd had her own feelings hurt, not because she was trying to hurt her. Logic didn't make her feel any better. Cris had been her first friend, her first lover, the first person to care about her since she'd arrived in Ceyla City, and listening to those harsh words come out of her mouth was like being stabbed. She had to leave, soon. There was too much involvement here, and if she wasn't careful it would hurt her beyond repair. 

She had saved close to six thousand credits already. Matilda's contract would bring her close to her goal of ten thousand, and hopefully soon after she would have enough to pay off her debts and leave. She could leave behind the drama, the conflict and the pain and strike out on her own. Friendless all over again...suddenly very confused, Anna bounded off her bed and out of the room. She needed to burn off the energy that made her think about things she wasn't ready to deal with.

***

Anna spent the rest of the week practicing using a Snow Suit in the gravity chamber, as well as working with Harriman on her rope dancing. It wasn't likely that she'd be called upon to perform, but, as Harri insistently said, you never knew. "And you'd just hate to be caught off guard, wouldn't you Elsie?" 

Anna agreed. She'd been caught off guard way too much lately. Cris had avoided her after her outburst, and Anna didn't want to press the matter. She didn't want to talk to Cris at all. She wanted to lean on someone, find someone she felt she could trust. Nadia was still away on contract, so after some deliberation Anna sought out Giovanni. He instantly knew something was wrong and took her to his room. 

"The way Cris has been skulking around like a kicked catterpet clued me in that something was up. I thought the two of you got along well."

"I thought we did too," Anna sighed. She told Gio about what happened, how Cris had lashed out at her after finding Justinian, the man she loved, ignoring her for someone else. Gio shook his head.

"I knew she was falling for him, but I hoped she'd keep it under control. Justin is much more into boys than he is girls. He's always been friendly to Cris, but I guess she took it as more. You have to be careful to guard yourself as a Star. This will be rough on her." He stroked Anna's long auburn hair. "And she was rough on you. You didn't deserve that kind of backlash."

"Are you all really surprised that I've lasted this long?" Anna asked quietly. Gio looked into her eyes, then nodded.

"Frankly, yes. You're so fresh, your emotions are so raw...it's as endearing as hell, Elsie, don't get me wrong, but it doesn't set you up to be a successful Star. We all heard that Varan visited you in the hospital, and-"

"He did?" Anna interrupted in surprise. "I didn't know that."

"Oh, yeah. Rumor has it he offered to take on protecting you himself, but Madame Ko refused. Elsie...," he said seriously, "I know you don't have enough yet to pay off your debt, but you should know that there are a lot of captains who would be happy to take you away from this rock for a few thousand credits. You'd be blacklisted here, of course, but you'd be free."

"No." As tempting as the idea was, Anna knew she could never do that. "I pay my debts, one way or another. I'll stay until I do, and then..."

"Then what?" Gio asked softly.

"I don't know yet. I thought I did before, but now...I'm not sure about anything." Anna let the smaller man pull her into a hug, compassionate but not sensual. He held her for a long time, running his clever hands lightly over her hair, her shoulders and her back. Anna let herself be comforted for a while, and then slowly pulled away. "I have to go get ready for Ms. Snow."

"Ah yes, Matilda. A woman whose innermost fantasies will never be played out with one of us boys, more's the pity," Gio said disconsolately. "I hear she can be an animal in the sack."

"Gio, you perv," Anna grinned and slapped his chest lightly.

"It isn't a crime to want what you can't have," Gio protested. "It only becomes a crime when you let it get the best of you. Take care, Elsie. Come and see me when you get back, let me know how things go."

"I will." Anna stood and walked out of the room, feeling better than she had all week. She thought about what Gio said. He was right, harboring unrequited feelings and dreams was one thing, throwing them at other people was another. There were so many things she wanted, but in the face of her contract, all other concerns were pushed aside. Now was a time for her to work, to be pleasing. So she would be. She'd be so pleasing that Matilda would never forget her.

***

"This is hardly how I expected to spend my first evening with you," Matilda Snow said ruefully to Anna as they assembled the last wall of her extensive booth. "Three of my staff ate something that disagreed with them, and I can't have the stagers bring my merchandise in here before the damn walls are up for them to hang it on."

"It's no problem," Anna assured her. "I've set up so many of these structures as temporary shelters, I could do it blindfolded. I don't mind at all."

"Well, it's torn my schedule to shreds." Matilda scowled as she began zipping molecules together with her Raveler, changing what had been two separate pieces of wall into one joined piece. "I had arranged for a room in a hotel, but I need to be on site here in case something goes wrong before opening tomorrow morning. This is our biggest trade show and I can't afford to let things get out of hand."

"I understand." Anna zipped up her side of the wall, then stood back. "I think that's it for this one. Are there any more?"

"No." Matilda signaled to her stagers, who began rushing in with Snow Suits of various models, colors and sizes. "My assistant Amy knows how I want things. You can get some rest. You know I want you modeling for me both days?"

"I've been practicing in one of your suits."

"Good. I'll let you give the one I have in mind for you a test run tomorrow morning. If people ask questions that require demonstration, that will fall to you. The gravitational chamber should be big enough for you to do everything they could want." She gestured at the large dome behind her booth, a series of interconnected, transparent hexagons. "You'll be connected to Amy and I via radio, and through us with any customer who needs to get specifics to you. I'll give you plenty of breaks from the zero-g as well."

"I appreciate you giving me something to do," Anna said. "Any chance to try out new technology is wonderful. I wore my mother's old suit once I got big enough to fit it, and it was used before she got it." As the two of them packed up the last of the materials they'd used to construct the booth, Anna glanced surreptitiously at Matilda. She looked much the same as the last time they'd met, only instead of wearing a business suit, she was in a smart-fabric jumpsuit like Anna had worn with Varan, and like she was wearing now. Her black hair was cut close to her head, and her square, attractive face was devoid of any cosmetics. She was a little shorter than Anna, but she carried herself like she was a giant. Despite Nadia's help, Anna felt a little nervous. Matilda hadn't shown any interest in her physically yet. Maybe she was just going to work as a model.

Finally Matilda straightened up. "My people can put the last of these boxes away. The show doesn't start until center hour, but we have to get you into the suit to get some practice in..." she glanced at her chronometer and grimaced, "six hours. Damn. I'm sorry to give you so little time."

"It'll be plenty," Anna smiled. "I've worked tougher shifts."

"I'm sure you have." Matilda looked at her again, and this time a definite gleam of interest came to her eyes. "Uncomplaining, hardworking and beautiful. What more could a woman ask for?" She reached out a hand and caught Anna's wrist, firmly drawing her in for an embrace. Their lips met, and Anna reminded herself to be soft and yielding. It wasn't hard. Matilda guided every moment, knowing exactly what she wanted and how she wanted it. Anna sighed contentedly into her mouth, happy to not have to strive to impress for once, and just let herself relax. Matilda finally pulled away, and they both smiled. 

"So sweet," Matilda murmured. "Mmm...let's take this to my office." She pulled Anna all of twenty feet into another small, hastily-made shelter which, fortunately, had a door attached. The small interior, maybe eight-by-eight feet, was filled with boxes and a desk. "There. How's that for ambiance?"

Anna laughed. "At least we didn't have to go far."

"True." Matilda stroked the tendrils of Anna's hair that had come out of her knot. "That is a definite advantage. We'll have to be fairly quiet, though, and unfortunately I didn't bring any of my toys." Anna's breath hitched a little, and Matilda leered. "Heard about those then, Elsie? I thought you might have...who did you talk to about me?" She nuzzled at Anna's collarbone.

"N...Nadia," Anna managed.

"She's such a treasure, isn't she? I've gotten some new things since Nadia and I last entertained each other. Did she give you any hands-on advice?"

"Yes..."

"Do you think you're ready for me?" She caught Anna's eyes and regarded her seriously. "It might be childish, but I insist on playing things my way, Elsie. Tell me if you really don't want to do something and I'll respect that boundary, but otherwise I expect willingness. Did Nadia talk to you about that?"

"Yes." 

"Then spread your legs."

Anna did so, and Matilda wasted no time opening her suit up and stripping it down to her ankles. Her nipples perked up immediately in the cool air, and her breath caught in her throat. Matilda wrapped her arms around her and they kissed again, long and slow, tongues writhing against each other's like contortionists. Soon Matilda turned her face down and lowered her mouth to one of Anna's nipples, sucking it into her mouth and grazing it sharply with her teeth. Anna moaned and put one hand on the back of Matilda's head, but her lover immediately removed it, and her mouth. "No touching unless I indicate that you can. Say you understand."

"I understand..."

"Good." She pulled Anna's body tightly to her own as she began to lave her nipple again. Her free hand pinched the other, and the sharp ache sent thrills of pleasure through Anna's frame. Matilda let her breasts go and kissed down to her belly before dropping to her knees in front of Anna. "Wider." Anna obediently scootched her feet further apart. Matilda reached up and caressed the outside of her pussy, fingers circling slowly around her clit. She dipped them into Anna's cleft, and then brought them to her lips. "Mmm. I need some more of that." Leaning in, Matilda pushed Anna's hips back until her ass was resting on the edge of the desk, then spread her legs a bit wider and pressed her tongue inside of her.

Anna was glad she had something to lean against. Matilda worked her over with her mouth, darting her tongue deep inside, then withdrawing to circle the edge of her pussy. She used her teeth as well, grasping the edge of her lips and pulling gently, nipping at her clit. Her hands were firm on Anna's hips, controlling her movements, stilling her when she tried to shift or buck. Matilda wanted her perfectly still. It was extremely difficult to remain so, but she managed, pushing the quivering into her throat to block her moans. Tiny whimpers escaped, and Anna could feel her face flushing as her nerves radiated their pleasure.

Suddenly Matilda thrust all four fingers of one hand into Anna's pussy. They penetrated to the lowest knuckle, and it was all Anna could do not to scream as her orgasm ripped up her body, leaving her trembling without control, back arched and mouth open and gasping. She barely held herself up with her arms. Matilda worked her fingers this way and that, wringing every last drop of ecstasy out of her young lover before removing them and standing up. She held Anna's waist with one hand while offering her a glistening finger on the other. "Taste."

Anna obediently opened her mouth and licked Matilda's finger. It was her, the taste of her body, and there was something deliciously sinful about experiencing herself that way for the first time. Others, yes, but never herself before. She licked the next finger as well, running her tongue up and down its length.

Matilda smiled satisfactorily. "You do taste good, don't you." She lowered her hand. "Time to sleep."

"But..." Anna began confusedly, slowly recovering her mind, "I haven't done anything for you yet. Shouldn't I..." She gestured down with one hand.

"No. I like the frustration, it makes me a sharper negotiator. Besides, you need your rest." She let go of Anna and stepped back slightly. "My aide put a sleepsack under the desk. Feel free to use it. I'll make sure that no one disturbs you until it's time to get ready for the show." Matilda kissed her again, less controlling now, a bit softer. "Sleep."

"I'm sure I will," Anna grinned. "Once I calm down."

"You've got the body of a sensualist for sure," Matilda smiled, "which we'll both have fun with. I'm sorry, the lights can't be dimmed, but you were a miner-"

"-and miners can sleep through anything," Anna finished the saying. "As long as there's coffee in the morning, I'll be fine."

"Child." Matilda pressed a hand to her chest, pretending to be affronted. "As though it were in question." She turned around and opened the door, stepping out and closing it with the quick step of a very busy person. 

Anna reached around behind the desk and found the sleepsack, pulled it out of its cover and activated it. A soft mattress suddenly covered half the available floor, complete with detachable blankets and two pillows. Suddenly exhausted, Anna mostly fell onto the mattress, barely taking the time to pull a blanket over her nudity before snuggling in and falling asleep.

***

The coffee was just how she liked it, as black as the sky but with a delicious aroma. Matilda pressed a mug into her hands, gave her a nutrient bar to chew on and walked her quickly through the display. Hers was the largest at the expo, with the inclusion of the gravitational chamber. The walls were lined with Snow Suits of all different colors, models and with as many varying features as you could cram in without causing more harm than good.

They made a circuit around the exhibit and then walked back to the front. "It's unlikely anyone will ask you for the location of things, but now you have a general idea," Matilda said. "The style I want you to model is this one." She pointed to the very first suit on display. Anna was a little surprised.

"Not one of the sports suits?" she asked. "They're sleeker than a mining suit."

"Which is why they'd make a lousy expo piece," Matilda replied, sipping her own coffee. "I only put out the sports suits to appeal to the playboys and girls coming attached to their parents' or lovers' hips. The sporties use way too much energy for thermoregulation for anyone serious about the industry, and to save on that energy, you have to make the suit a little denser. My mining suits maintain smooth lines, which is important when you're dealing with a lot of debris, but they're thick enough to not only decrease thermo-energy use but increase impact survivability. You could slice through the top two layers of a Snow Suit before rupturing something immediately vital to life, and this one is the best of them." She gestured at it proudly. 

"The biosystem in this will keep you alive for thirty-six hours without renewable air or water, it has an automatic waste recycling unit, and it's still flexible enough to do a backbend in. Micro-thrusters give you fine motor control and there are built-in attachments for tools of all sorts. The communicator doubles as a distress signal in the event of detachment from a rig or biological dysfunction, and it broadcasts loud. This baby is a work of art."

"Very impressive," Anna agreed, running one hand over the slightly-scaly outer material.





Anna Ch. 08



I didn't see Anna for at least another two weeks. Her husband, Ken, was taken ill and was rushed into hospital. He only stayed in hospital for one night and then they let him out. Anna was a little busy looking after him. I only found all this out from Rachel who I had called round to see (hoping to get my leg over) but she had company so we just chatted on the doorstep for a few minutes. She asked me to return the next day but when I did, she had gone out. All I got was a text the next day saying she was sorry she missed are little rendezvous. I was sorry too and by the end of that week I was a little sex starved to say the least. By the end of the second week things hadn't improved and I was really struggling. Although I could function pretty normally, my mind was totally distracted with thoughts of sex. Every female I looked at triggered sexual urges. These urges weren't always limited to the person I was looking at but just the sight of a lovely round ass walking past would get me thinking of Anna naked or a girl with great legs would start me thinking of Rachel on the kitchen floor.

One night I was working behind the bar in the pub when Ken came in with his drinking buddy. The sight of Ken back on his feet was most welcome. I started to think about Anna and over the next ten minutes my thoughts changed from deciding when to call round and see her to actually dashing round at that moment with Ken still in the pub. I told my boss I was feeling a little unwell and then made my way home. As I walked back, I called Anna.

"It's me!" I said knowing she had me programmed into her phone as some imaginary girlfriend.

"Hello," she said.

"What are you doing now?" I asked

"Watching TV," she answered.

"Can I come round, I just saw Ken in the pub, and so I left early." There was a little urgency in my voice.

"Jesus, you don't miss a chance do you!" she said. "How far away are you?"

Knock, Knock, Knock. I knocked on her back door at exactly the moment she asked the question. The line went dead and about 20 seconds later she answered the door. She was smiling but blocking the door. I smiled back, leaned forward and she slowly opened the door to let me into the darkened room. We didn't speak. The door shut behind me and we just smiled at each other. I walked towards her and this time she didn't step back. We embraced and kissed passionately. I had missed seeing her and presumed from the way she grabbed me that she was feeling the same. We just kissed for a few moments. I was lost in the moment of our passionate embrace but then Anna broke off. 

"We haven't got long, he's only out for a quick pint." Anna gave me the bad news. As she did she started to undo my trousers and lower my zip. I took over and dropped my trousers to the floor. Anna lifted the skirt she was wearing and pulled down her panties. Then she stepped back to the counter that was along one wall and sat on it. I stepped towards her and as I did, she opened her legs and smiled as she stared at my swollen cock. Her skirt was hitched to reveal her pussy in the darkness and she shifted forwards so I could enter her. As my cock slid into her she put her legs and arms around me and we started to fuck. She lifted herself up off the counter, resting on her hand, and drove her pussy onto my cock. The feeling of being inside her again was fantastic and I just pumped with everything I had. Two weeks of frustration were being erased in 5 minutes. We both panted with every thrust and she moaned as I slowed the pace down and I slipped in and out of her, rubbing her clit each time. We both stared down and there was just enough light to see my cock sliding in and out of her. I pushed her back and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. She was exactly at the right height to allow me to fuck her as she lay back on the counter with her legs high in the air. I could make out her tits bouncing under her clothes as I fucked and fucked. 

We were lost in the moment so much that we didn't hear the car pull up outside or Ken make his way to the door. We didn't even here the door open. We just heard Ken call out, "Hi honey" at the bottom of the stairs. From where he was, we were in the utility room on the other side of the kitchen. The lights were off but we just froze. "Oh shit" was all I could think. Ken had just got back from the pub and there was I with my trousers round my ankles and my cock in his wife's pussy as she lay back on the counter. We were both gripped with fear but I kept my cock in her as neither of us dared move. Her legs were high in the air as her ankles rested on my shoulders. Ken turned off a downstairs light and made his way upstairs to find his wife. We were both breathing hard but trying to keep quiet. When he got upstairs she pushed me off and told me to go. She disappeared into the kitchen and as I made my way into the darkness of her garden I could hear a toilet flushing and Anna calling out, "I'm down here honey".

When I got over the shock of nearly being caught, a feeling of annoyance overcame me. Fucking Anna again had been fantastic but I hadn't shot my load and I felt very frustrated. The next day I called round to see her but Ken answered the door. I gave him some lame excuse that I was looking for a DVD I had loaned to James so Ken told me to go up to his room and have a look for it. Anna heard Ken and I coming up the stairs. As I was just at the top step she came out of her bedroom still tightening the belt on her robe. Ken explained that I was looking for the DVD and then said that he was just on his way out. He kissed Anna on the cheek and said goodbye to me. I was in James' room pretending to look for the DVD when I heard the front door click. I turned expecting to see Anna but she wasn't there. I went into her room but she wasn't there either. I tried the third bedroom at the front of the house and there she was peering round the curtain and looking out onto the road to check Ken was leaving.

"Well?" I asked.

"Coast is all clear," she said with a big grin. "Follow me." I did exactly as I was told and followed her into her bedroom. She took a towel and laid it on the bed. Then she removed her robe and lay completely naked on top of the towel. There was no seduction, no discussion and no flirting. We were both there for one thing and one thing only. We were there to fuck each other's brains out. For the next twenty minutes I gave her the hardest fucking I had ever given anyone. There were no gentle slow strokes this time. It was just a passionate pump and grind session in the missionary position with a little doggie style half way through for good measure.

The sight of Anna, in the daylight, naked beneath me was a joy to behold. Her tits bounced and her face glowed in pleasure as we worked our magic together. We were just two people doing what we did best. We had learned what felt good and now we were practising the art of making each other cum. Anna came first and then I came deep insider her. We stared at each other as my cock pulsed inside her and my cum filled her. We held our embrace and as my cock became slightly limp, it slipped out of her and we both looked down and watched. She caressed it with her hand and told me how wonderful she thought it was. 

"I've missed your cock so much," she said. "And I've missed you."

I smiled and didn't say anything. She sounded different and for some reason, I didn't want to hear her articulate her feelings. I was feeling things for her but I wasn't going to tell her, especially as I didn't know what they were. I loved being with her. I loved fucking her. I missed not being with her when we were apart. That was all there was to it as far as I was concerned.

Then I suddenly remembered the text message on my phone from two weeks earlier about the car wash. I almost blurted it out to Anna but managed to hold my tongue in check. 

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing"

"Yes it was, you were going to say something." Anna continued to push me to say what I was thinking. I then realised that she was expecting me to express my feelings for her. What I was really thinking was whether to tell her about the phone message. No way, I decided.

She smiled and moved her mouth to my cock. Her eyes fixed on it and I stared at her as she seemed to drift into her own little world. It was like I wasn't there as she moved even closer to it and her tongue slipped out from her lips and just slightly lipped the tip. I swelled to full hardness as Anna let the tension mount. She smiled at the effect her attention was having on me and slowly opened her mouth, I was transfixed by her widening lips and could only think of plunging my cock between them. I didn't have to wait long and soon took me fully into her mouth and mumbled a long "mmmmmmm". I loved the sight of her naked body as she sucked me off. Her legs were stretched out and her tits rested on the bed right up against me. Her head bobbed and her mouth sucked. Pure pleasure ran from my cock to my brain, but not for long.

DING DONG. A ring at the door interrupted the blowjob. Anna froze. With my cock still in her mouth, she kept still and we both listened. I think she was hoping whoever it was would go away but the there was another DING DONG. 

"Shit! Wait her and don't move." said Anna as she got up, put on her robe and shut the door behind her. I also got up and moved to the door to try to hear who it was. I could here Anna talking with someone, probably a female, at the door. The female sounded upset and Anna was telling her to calm down. By opening the door slightly, I allowed myself to hear more. 

"You better come in," said Anna. With that she lead the mystery visitor into the house and they went to the kitchen. I listened but couldn't hear much other than the sound of someone crying and Anna consoling her. I sort of knew I wasn't going to get any more action so quietly got dressed and straightened the room out, being extra careful not to make any noise. Finally I sat down and started to work out how I was going to get out of this. I didn't have to wait long as Anna came up the stairs and into the room shutting the door behind her. She held a finger to her mouth to indicate I was to keep quiet and then whispered to me that it was her sister who had just turned up and was in a right state. Her sister had just left her husband and on the spur of the moment had turned up at Anna's asking for somewhere to stay. Anna got dressed and told me to stay in the room. For all I knew at that point I was going to be trapped in the room for a long time. I was curious to see what Anna's sister looked like and I wondered if I would find her attractive. My cock twitched at the thought of another woman with the same DNA as Anna. For no reason I could figure out, I imagined her to be older than Anna. My mind drifted and I hoped she was as sexually switched on as Anna had become. How nice it would be to fuck both of them and compare. My juvenile fantasies were out of control as I waited in the room for some signal from Anna that I could escape.

The signal didn't come. I waited for a couple of hours but the whole time was spent with me listening to the barely audible mumble from downstairs of Anna's sister pouring her heart out. I did think about trying to sneak out but didn't as I was always hoping in the next five minutes Anna would come to my rescue. After 3 hours passed I was getting really pissed off with the whole situation. Anna made it upstairs only to tell me to keep waiting and not try anything stupid. She was in a real panic. I was now completely bored. Anna disappeared downstairs almost immediately and continued her impromptu marriage guidance counselling with the sister who I was slowly growing to hate. 

To pass the time I started to have a sneaky look thought the drawers and wardrobes. I found some of Anna's underwear but it wasn't that attractive. My preference was and always has been for women to have no underwear on. I also found a vibrator in one of her drawers, which made me smile. I turned it on, out of curiosity, but it had no batteries. The rest of the time in the room was spent doing nothing but waiting. It's amazing how the minutes take forever but the hours pass quite quickly. Anna made another visit upstairs to the toilet and told me she was going out and to use the back door when they were gone. I eventually escaped. 

Later on at work that day I reflected on the disappointment of a curtailed session with Anna but was also curious to learn more about Anna's sister. I daydreamed my way through my shift and on the way home stopped off at the tree behind Anna's garden. Climbing the tree, my only intention was to have a quick look to see if I could see Anna's sister. The curtains were drawn closed and there was no great show as there had been on the previous occasion. Just before I started to climb down from the tree, I heard the back door open. Anna's sister stepped out into the darkness and lit a cigarette. There was enough light to make out her overall figure. Even though she had a coat over her shoulders, I could see that she was in fact a little younger than Anna. Her hair looked similar but her body was slightly thinner and she was probably a little taller. I felt attracted to her just on the basis she was Anna's sister but in actual fact, the dim view of her smoking in the darkness added to the attraction. Anna's sister looked like she might be hot. My poor abandoned cock swelled at the thought of fucking the sister. There in the tree, my hand rubbed my cock as I stared at her drawing long puffs on her cigarette. I badly need to get my end away but knew there was no chance with Anna.

To solve my sex starvation, I texted Rachel a quick "hello" hoping she might be up for some action. She replied with a single "hello" back. After a brief exchange of mildly flirtatious texts I suddenly stopped and made my way round to her house. She texted me a few times but I just ignored them until I got to the door. I knocked three times and she opened the door with a knowing smile, "What do you want?"

"I want to come in?" I answered.

"What for?" Rachel asked, still smiling and flirting with her eye contact.

"I thought you might like some company." I said with not even the slightest trace of hidden meaning.

"I was just going to bed!" said Rachel with a suggestive expression in her voice. I kept quiet,she smiled and opened the door wider to let me in. She was wearing the same velvety tracksuit as last time. My cock swelled at the thought of what was about to happen. As soon as the door was closed, Rachel walked over to me and we embraced. Her lips were on mine and we kissed passionately. Before too long, our hands were all over the outside of our clothes, rubbing and feeling our bodies. My hand slipped inside the back of her waistband and grabbed her bare cheek. Rachel moaned as I started to massage her. My hardened cock was pushing against her and she forced her body closer so she could feel it. After a little more kissing and grinding, she took me by the hand and I followed her up the stairs. The site of her perfectly shaped middle-aged ass was more than I could take. I reached out and pulled down her jogging bottoms just as she made it to the top step. Rachel stopped and allowed me to slide up behind her. Both my arms enveloped her as I climbed up onto the step behind her and pulled her back towards me. She offered no resistance as I ran my hands up inside her top and over her tits. My fingers slipped inside her bra and found her nipple. It was hard and she moaned even more as I caressed it. Her hand reached behind and searched for my cock. In an instant I had removed my trousers and my cock sprung up to meet its intended target. As Rachel bent her knees to allow me to enter her, I thrust forward and my cock struggled to find its way. She was a little dry but with a quick dab of saliva I was lubricated and soon entering her doggie style at the top of the stairs. She fell forward onto her hands and knees as I thrust into her. The first few thrusts felt fantastic and the feeling of satisfaction from burying my cock in her surged through my body.

The stairs wasn't that comfortable for either of us so we made our way to the bedroom and proceeded to fuck like teenagers. She was insatiable and encouraged me to keep fucking. The longer it went on the more encouragement she offered and the more she used the word fuck. " I want your cum this time!" she demanded. 

"What?" I asked.

"You have never cum inside me," she said. "Fuck me! Cum inside me, I need to feel your cum." I didn't need telling twice and after a few more minutes I held one last thrust and shot my load as deep into her as I could. I thought about her in the sauna and then on the floor in her living room. I thought about her naked body and how she climaxed in the sauna. It was all too much and I shot even more steams of cum into her. It probably wasn't so but it felt like I came twice in quick succession. Rachel loved every minute of it and just moaned and showed her appreciation with "yessss" in slow whispers over and over again. She was in a world of her own but she soon came round and sat up crossed legged on the bed. Her naked pussy was leaking my cum onto the bed and I enjoyed watching it ooze. She was comfortable with me watching and seemed almost proud that I was staring at her freshly fucked sex. We were both out of breath and enjoying the relaxing feeling that great sex instils in your body. This had been a wonderful fuck and on a par with anything that Anna and I had done.

"Stay the night," she suggested. I smiled at her and climbed under the duvet. Rachel left the room to go to the toilet but then returned and climbed under the covers with me. We cuddled up to each other and fell asleep in each other's arms. I awoke in the night and just lay there trying to come to terms with the fact I was sleeping with the mother of one of my friends. I felt out of place. I watched her closely, enjoying her breathing and the peaceful look on her beautiful face. She really was fantastic looking and the blonde hair made her even more so. I got hard again as I thought about how we had fucked each. I wanted her again so made my move. To my surprise she responded without really waking up and soon we were gently fucking. Rachel's eyes stayed shut but her whole body moved slowly to the rhythm of my cock slipping in and out of her. I soon came inside her and she let out a long contented "mmmmmmm" and went back to sleep.

I awoke the next morning to find the bed was empty. I could hear the shower running and I got up to see where Rachel was. I could easily make out her naked body behind the frosted glass of the shower door and I did the inevitable and joined her in the shower. We embraced and then soaped each other all over. Her nipples hardened and my cock swelled. We were in no rush to fuck again and just continued to rub each other in the soapy water. After a little while and without any obvious communication I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I took the full weight of her body and was shocked how wet her pussy was. My cock slipped into her with only the slightest adjustment as I lowered her onto it. We fucked for a few seconds with her in this position but it wasn't as comfortable as it looked in the movies and I soon let her down. She slipped off my cock but dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Thoughts of coming in her face filled my mind and I tried to come as quickly as possible. Of course it doesn't work like that and it took some time before my orgasm started to build. Rachel was an expert cock sucker and knew the effect she was having on me. I wanted to come over her face but she just grabbed me and pulled herself onto my cock at exactly the moment of eruption and I came down her throat. She swallowed it all and continued to suck every last drop.




Anna Ch. 08



"Yours is in the back. Get changed and I'll take you over to the dome. You can practice for the next couple of hours."

Anna left Matilda modifying the display as she went into the back. There was a white Snow Suit hanging up, identical to the model outside. This one was custom painted to have a metallic-blue snowflake design appear and disappear on the helmet, chest and back depending on how the light struck it. It was beautiful. She stripped down out of her jumper and stepped into the Snow Suit. It fit like a glove, adhering and adjusting to each part of her body very intimately. She felt dry and cool, not sweaty like she always had in her clunky old pressure suit. She tied her hair back in a tight knot, grabbed the helmet and walked back up front to Matilda.

Her client gave her a satisfied once-over. "Very nice. Let's get you to the dome." They walked together, getting a lot of stares that made Anna blush and Matilda preen a little. "The other vendors will be kicking themselves about this," she said with a grin. "They know who you are and what you can do, but I'm the one who thought to use you to model. People will come to look at you and stay to buy."

"I hope so."

"I know so." They reached the door to the gravitational chamber. "The pressure changes very fast once we lock you in and I key the code. You're comfortable with the mechanics of the thrusters?"

"I think so."

"Good. Feel free to play around. There's debris in there on the ground, but we're got a magnet in the floor that will keep it from dislodging until you're ready for it. You can contact me with the radio, and I'll have Amy standing by to release the debris or let you out or whatever you need. There's a sliding compartment that will let her send through equipment without having to depressurize the whole thing if you want to practice repairs. The walls will go opaque while you're practicing, we don't want people seeing you fumble as you figure things out. Ready?"

"Yes," Anna replied, although truthfully she was feeling a little overwhelmed. Matilda seemed to realize it and leaned in close, giving her a long kiss.

"You'll do fine. If for any reason you need to stop, let me know." She tapped her ear. "I'm hooked in to your channel."

"I'll let you know." Anna settled the helmet on her head, checking the lock several times, verifying the breathing system, water apparatus and communicator all worked, then stepped inside the dome. Matilda keyed something into the control box, and suddenly she felt herself floating and couldn't help but smile. This chamber was huge, and she pressed off lightly with her feet, soaring into the air. Matilda gave her a thumbs-up sign, then keyed in another code and the walls went white. She was alone.

It felt so good to play in zero-g again. She twisted and twirled for a few minutes, testing the limits of the suit's flexibility, before trying out the thrusters. Her first attempt sent her flying into the roof head-first. Micro thrusters? Hah! You could get to high speeds way too fast if you weren't careful. She tested their ability as brakes from high speed; not bad. Still, it was too powerful for fine work. "Matilda?"

"Go ahead."

"How do I change thruster capacity?"

"It's set for travel, isn't it." Matilda sighed. "That's a new function, I should have mentioned it. Sorry." Anna followed the instructions she relayed and suddenly it was a lot easier to control her pace. She swirled about a bit more, stopping just before reaching the ceiling, walls and floor from every angle she could try, then pulling herself around the junk on the floor.

"You can release the debris."

"Five seconds."

Soon after the chunks of metal and rock slowly began to lift of the floor, occasionally bumping each other as they made their way in a frictionless world. Anna floated between them, dodging left and right with tiny bursts from the thrusters. It was so nice...she alighted on one of the bigger pieces, maybe half the size of a flyer, letting her own momentum send it into a spin. Anna smiled widely inside her helmet and couldn't help but giggle.

"Having fun, I take it?"

Oh yeah...no private channel. Crap. "Well...yes. I love zero-g, and the suit is working beautifully now that the thrusters are more controlled."

"Make sure you're comfortable with the tools, Amy is standing by to send them through to you. You can take a break after that and then we'll open things up for customer observation."

"Got it." Anna spent another hour welding metal scraps together and then breaking them apart again. She used as many different tools as Amy could send through to her, seeing as it had been quite a long time since she'd done any space work. It wouldn't be fun to embarrass herself in front of Varan.

Not that she had any reason to think he'd be here. Of course he'd be at the expo, since this was exactly his sort of event, but she doubted he was looking for new suits for his miners, so he might not come to the dome. Fine. She wouldn't look for him. She would concentrate on doing her job.

Anna unconsciously wrenched a small strip of metal off of a piece of debris, then looked at it with dismay. It was the small stuff that was dangerous, small stuff could get you killed. The big things you could see coming. She got to work welding it back into place. So Varan had come to visit her in the hospital. Why hadn't he waited around? She was only out half a turn, less even. Why didn't Madame Ko mention it to her? Probably because she didn't want to encourage any distractions. Great. So if he came by, should she pretend that she didn't know anything? Should she let him start the conversation? Hah, knowing him there wouldn't be any conversation, he'd just stare at her while she got red in the face and then walk away. Damn it—

A temperature sensor went off near her hand. Anna jerked it off the metal fast, looking it over. The weld was white-hot, way hotter than it needed to be, and the metal was starting to slag. She turned off the welder and pushed away from the debris, breathing heavily.

"Elsie?" Matilda's voice came over the comm. "Are you okay? You're heart is racing." Of course she would be able to monitor vital signs over a master-screen. Anna took a deep breath.

"I'm fine, just a little adjustment with one of the tools. I think I'd like a break now."

"Come down then, Amy will get you out and take you to the back. The show starts pretty soon, so do what you need to do to get ready now."

"All right."

A few cups of coffee later Anna was feeling better. She sat on a few stacked boxes and closed her eyes, breathing deeply and calming herself down. She needed to focus. She was working for a client, and she needed to get her mind back into gear. Ignore Varan, deal with him later. Right now, impress the client, impress the customers. Yes. She could do this.

Matilda joined her a few moments later. "Are you ready?"

"Completely."

"Good." She smoothed a stray lock of hair back behind Anna's ear, then pinned it in place. "We wouldn't want that covering your lovely face or blocking your vision."

"No, we wouldn't." Anna leaned her face into Matilda's hand momentarily, smiling, and was rewarded with a brief softening of her client's posture, a small smile covering her face.

"I hope they don't run you ragged today, because I'm going to want to spend a lot of time with you tonight," Matilda murmured.

"I hope so," Anna replied, then stood up and slid the helmet on. Matilda checked the fastenings and escorted her back to the dome. The place was buzzing with activity now, hundreds of voices blending into the droning hum that marked a gathering of humanity. One of the contractors her father had worked for years ago had kept bees on his plantation. She'd visited it once as a child, and had sat and listened to the warm, busy noises for the whole time she was there.

Something fell to the floor with a resounding clang in the distance, followed quickly by a shouted curse of pain. Of course, you didn't get the same type of colorful atmosphere with bees.

Anna entered the whitened chamber, pushing off into the middle of the floor and stopping herself on a piece of scrap metal. She waited beside it, breathing even, ready to be put on display. Matilda would let her know what she wanted when she wanted it. In the meantime Anna would give the observers a little show.

Suddenly the dome was transparent. A sea of faces stared in at her. Anna let go of the debris and tapped her feet on the ground, sending her sailing into the air. She rolled into a somersault position as she rose, turning one completely before sinuously bending into a backbend, able to arch far enough in the suit to touch her toes with her hands. It really was excellent flexibility for the materials. She used the thrusters in the feet to keep her from hitting the ceiling and stabilized herself in the middle of the dome. Part of her wanted to look out into the crowd and scan every face to find Varan, but that would distract her from the task at hand.

Apparently the public approved. Matilda's voice sounded over the comm. "Perfect, they love that! Do some more before we get into the nitty-gritty demos." Anna could just imagine what she was saying to the buyers, how a more flexible suit allowed for better access in hard-to-reach places without resorting to lasers or explosives. Her father had often complained about how clunky his suit was, but they'd never had the money for a new one and no one would take such an ancient suit as trade-in collateral. Anna pushed her father from her mind and turned spirals around the edge of the dome, starting at the very top and winding her way back to the floor. She used the travel thruster setting for the straighter bits, hopefully impressing people with the turn of speed and the suit's ability to slow down so readily.

Soon the debris was released, and after dodging pieces for awhile, she started using the tools. Despite the comfort of the suit, Anna was tired after the first two hour session. It took a total of three sessions to answer all the questions and demonstrate all the functions to potential buyers, and by the end of it she felt just as ragged as Matilda had feared. Finally it ended, with promises of more the next day. Matilda had contracted her through the expo until tomorrow evening.

She hadn't seen him. She hadn't really been looking hard, and perhaps she had simply missed him, but disappointment made her feel a little like crumpling onto the floor. For fuck's sake, what a wimp. It was good Matilda came into the back when she did, otherwise Anna might have let herself tip into a sad cycle of self-recrimination. As it was, Matilda's presence was very distracting. She let out a whoop as she came into the back room, walked right over to Anna and planted a kiss firmly on her mouth.

"Orders are up five hundred percent!" Matilda exclaimed after releasing her. "We have a waiting list now and I'm going to have to hire another artist just to get everyone's designs down. They'll be lined up tomorrow." She peered closer at Anna's face. "You worked very hard, you look tired." Anna started to reply, but Matilda waved her hand. "Shorter sessions tomorrow and longer breaks. I didn't want to exhaust you. Why didn't you say something, Elsie?"

Anna shrugged and gave her a small smile. "I'm fine. It's been a while since I worked in a suit for that long, and I didn't think it would be a problem. I really didn't even notice I was tired until we were almost finished." If she kept this up she would bury herself in little white lies.

Matilda knew it, too. "Uh-huh. Well, the expo has another two hours to run before the doors shut, and you're going to spend at least one of them getting a massage from my assistant. Then we're going to dinner. Did you bring clothes for it?"

"Yes."

"Perfect. Spread your sleepsack out and Amy'll meet you in my office." She kissed Anna again lightly, then left the storage room.

The massage was heavenly. It was wonderful to work with a person and not just a machine, and Amy spent more than an hour working her over, applying just the right amount of pressure to her sore spots and soothing the rest of her with a scented lavender oil. "It's Matilda's favorite," she explained as she began to apply it, "and it will help you to relax." It did. Anna fell asleep around the time Amy got to her left foot, and she was woken up by gentle hands rubbing the center of her back. 

"Time to get ready for your date," Amy said with a smile. "You'll love going out with Matilda, she's a fun lady."

"I know I will." Anna sat up, not bothering to cover herself. "Thanks for the massage, it was lovely."

"My pleasure." Amy gave her a wink, then left, leaving Anna alone. She pulled out her traveling bag and the dress she'd brought for tonight. Nadia had recommended it to her before she left. It was white silk, with inch-wide straps over the shoulders widening to cover her breasts, then continuing to form a slit that delved to her waistline. The back was just as low, and it hugged her figure until it reached her knees, loosening just enough to provide a bit of a swish when she walked. She wore silk slippers with it, not wanting to emphasize the height difference, and put on Riory's necklace for extra ornamentation. Her hair, slightly damp and curly from her exertion, she braided and wove into a knot on her head. By the time she was ready, Matilda was back.

She was wearing a slightly feminine version of a...oh, what were they called...tuxedo, that was it, some ancient suit style that had been resurrected of late. Her dress shirt was a white silk halter top, but that was the only concession she made. The pants, the bowtie, the jacket complete with tails...her shoes were black and white as well, and she carried a cane in one hand, completing the ensemble. 

Anna was glad she'd chosen to wear white; any other color would have looked odd with Matilda dressed that way. Her hair was slicked back and she appeared positively masculine. She tilted her head and looked Anne over.

"You look like a treat," she said with a slow grin. "I can't wait to eat you up."

Anna blushed. "Thank you. You look wonderful, too."

"At least we match," Matilda said noncommittally, holding out a hand. "We're going to a club, Aces. They have live musicians playing tonight. Can you dance?"

"It depends on the dance," Anna replied, a little nervously. She hadn't learned very much dancing.

"I'll teach you as we go then, if you feel up to it."

"I'll be fine." They walked out of the huge event center, attracting plenty of attention from the vendors who were setting up for tomorrow. Matilda strutted along, twirling her cane occasionally. Anna was finally getting a sense for what this person really was: a showman. She enjoyed having something others didn't have, being in command, being in control. She and Morgianne had very similar personalities actually, it was only their focuses that were different.

They were driven to the club by the ever-present Amy. Aces was smaller than Anna had expected, and the line of people trying to get in extended far down the block. The two of them were let inside without having to wait, though, and ushered to a table next to the dance floor, which was packed with men and women wearing variations of Matilda's costume and others in dresses with elaborately-curled hairdos. 

"Do you like jazz?" Matilda asked as they sat down.

"Is that the name of the band?"

"No," Matilda laughed, "it's a musical style. It's what the band is playing."

Anna blushed. "Oh. I've never heard it before." It was catchy though, and she found herself unconsciously tapping her fingers on the table.

A waiter in a black vest and top hat came to their table. "Drinks, ladies?"

"Scotch and soda for me, the house white for Elsie."

"Certainly."

It was really too loud for them to talk much, but Anna loved the music and the atmosphere, and Matilda simply seemed to enjoy being there. They watched the dancers and listened to the sounds and rhythm of the crowd. Various people came up to Matilda and greeted her, some sat down in the other chair at their table to talk business. It was interesting to Anna watching Matilda work. She came off very no-nonsense in her professional life, but away from the office she turned a little harder to reach. Not coy by any means, but she let herself get distracted by ordering food for the two of them, stroking the top of Anna's hand and paying her a little compliment in the middle of a conversation with someone else, and making comments about the band. The people who came up to her seemed to accept her game as a fee for discussing business out of hours, and Anne enjoyed the attention she got, not only from Matilda, but from whoever was speaking to her as well.

Anna was just finishing the last bite of the steak Matilda had ordered for them when her client stood up and took her hand. "Let's dance."

Oh boy. Dancing. They stepped out onto the floor and Anna did her best to move like she knew what she was doing and not step on Matilda's toes.

"Elsie, let me lead, don't anticipate."

"I'm sorry," Anna apologized. "I'm not a very experienced dancer off the ropes."

Matilda waved her apology off. "You'll do fine as long as you follow my cues. We'll keep it down to a few simple turns." They managed to get through a few dances, but by the time the slow song rolled around Anna was more than ready for it. Her feet were a little sore. Strange, she had been in zero-g all day and was wearing flats, and still her feet hurt. There was a prostitute joke in there somewhere, she knew it.

Matilda pulled her in close and they moved in an easy step around the floor, avoiding the other couples by narrow margins. Matilda's hand, which had earlier been so firm on her back, softened to something like a caress. "You do all right, Elsie."

"Thank you."

"You did an excellent job at the expo today, especially considering you didn't get much time to work with that model of suit."

"A few hours was enough to get most of it down."

"Not for most people," Matilda disagreed. "I put my own miners into a week-long training course before outfitting them with the new suits. You've got a gift for it."

Anna blushed. "I just enjoy it more than a lot of people, I guess. You always want to do what you enjoy."

"Hmm." Matilda looked at her archly. "Here's what I'd enjoy. I want you to look deep into my eyes and kiss me like I'm a glass of water in the middle of a desert and you haven't had a drink for two days. Then I'm taking you back to my booth at the expo and fucking you until you can't stand." She freed her hand and spoke into a wrist communicator. "Amy, three minutes out front." Then she looked expectantly at Anna.

Not much warning. Anna searched herself quickly for the thought of something she needed, something she wanted so badly it seemed to make her soul bleed. She found it, superimposed his image in her mind, and leaned in to Matilda. She let the desire and desperation she felt flow through her, passing into her lips with a sigh and building until she was nearly gasping for breath as they kissed, so anxious for tenderness that it made her ache. Matilda drew back after a minute and looked at her with something like respect. "You'll drink me dry if I'm not careful, won't you Elsie."

"I want to give you what you want."

"Well, that was a damn good start." She led them off the dance floor. "C'mon, Amy will be waiting in thirty seconds."

As soon as they got outside Matilda's car was pulling up, right on time. "Amy is incredibly precise, isn't she?" Anna said wonderingly as they got inside.

"She should be," Matilda chuckled, "she's an android. More accurately, I should call her a gynoid, I suppose."

"I thought it was against the law for androids to be so realistic."




Anna Ch. 08



"It is." Matilda settled back into the plush seat and gestured to the front. "Amy was built before that law was enacted, and her batch was a special case. They were designed by a biomechanics company that was taking bribes from family members to recreate their deceased loved one with perfect accuracy. It wasn't all sympathetic, a lot of them had corporations to run that would go a lot smoother if it didn't get out that the CEO was dead. 

"Anyway, they produced around thirty of them before the operation was discovered and shut down. Most of the duplicates were seized by the local government, but a few were left with the people who ordered them, fitted with a tracker and monitored for illegal representational activity. Those were the sympathetic ones." 

She nodded up towards the front. "Amy was designed after a woman who died in a ship accident. She happened to be my great-grandmother." Matilda smiled. "We've been keeping her in the family ever since." She caught Anna's look. "And yes, we're treating her very morally. She does have a personality, after all. My great-grandmother wanted nothing more than to be useful and loved during her life, and I make sure she gets plenty of both."

Androids were a slippery slope for most consumers. The more humanoid they were, the more problems they caused. You could love them to the point of delusion, which in this unstable age could cause a host of problems, especially for rich people regarding inheritances. Or, you could despise them and abuse them in horrendous ways. As the lines blurred, so did the abuse, until you had a psychopath on your hands who felt like he or she could do anything to anyone without repercussions. The mental health of humans was a strange and fragile affair, and taking measures to maintain it was the only thing every government could agree on.

Matilda drew Anna out of her contemplation of ethics by pulling her into the crook of her arm. "Let it go." She kissed her again, and the rest of the time in the car passed in a heated blur.

The expo building was deserted at this time of night except for a security guard, who let them in. "Why come back here?" Anna asked as they walked back to her corner of the building. "Why not go to your home?"

"My home?" Matilda laughed. "My home is on my ship. I do too much traveling to settle into any one place, and I don't want the trouble of having to maintain houses on a dozen different planets. This place is as homey as most places every get for me. At least here I'm surrounded by my own stuff."

"True," Anna agreed, looking around the dimly-lit display at the dozens of empty suits, standing on free displays or perched against walls. It was like being surrounded by silent sentinels, staring at them with their own reflections in the faceplates.

"So," Matilda said as she set down her cane and took off her jacket, "tell me: do you have any objection to being restrained?"

Restrained? She hadn't even considered it. "I don't think so," Anna replied cautiously. "As long as everything is under control."

"It will be. I've got a feeling about you, Elsie." She pulled her wingtip shoes off. "I think that you're a good, submissive girl who just hasn't really met that side of her personality yet. Wouldn't you just like to let go a little, allow someone else to direct everything out for you?"

"I've been doing that."

"Not sexually. You've been performing for me, for everyone, and you've done a very good job. But I don't think anyone's ever put you into a situation where you had no say in what was going to happen to you, or in what you were going to do. Am I right?" 

Anna thought back to the time Varan had taken her in his office. It had been...delicious. "Not entirely," she said. "But there were no restraints involved before."

"I like restraints," Matilda said with a smile. "I like the look on certain people. Clothing is a restraint, space suits are restraints, even jewelry can be a restraint if you look at it in the right way. I'd rather be a little more literal with you, though." She motioned to the wall. "The straps in the wall are gel-padded, so they won't hurt your skin. These ones respond to my touch, to I can lengthen them or relax them if you need me to." She padded over to Anna on bare feet and stroked her callused hands over her bare shoulders. "We won't if it makes you uncomfortable."

"No, I want to," Anna reassured her. I think.

"Then take your clothes off and walk over to the wall." Matilda stepped a little ways back and watched Anna peel off the beautiful white dress, sliding it down her body in one long motion, then stepping out of it in her slippers. She hadn't worn anything underneath it. "Shoes, too." Anna complied. The floor was cool and slick underneath her feet, and made her feel a little like she was going to slip, but she was steady enough making her way over to the wall. 

"Hold out your hands," Matilda instructed gently. Anna did so, and Matilda quickly attached the straps to her wrists, and with a single smooth movement pulled them above her head. She was held securely, with enough room to keep her elbows bent and not much more. "Perfect," Matilda purred. "Spread your legs and stay standing. Take the weight into your arms if you have to. Tell me you understand."

"I understand."

"Good." Matilda sauntered back over to her desk, opened a drawer and drew out an elbow-high, matte-black glove. She pulled it onto her right hand slowly, wincing slightly as it sculpted around her arm. "Smart fabric has so many uses, and I've just patented a new experimental design. This glove connects directly into my nervous system, and I've been training myself to use it for the past few months." She straightened her fingers, and the fabric suddenly shot forward, lengthening into a slender spire that projected nearly a foot out from her hand. "It makes all kinds of shapes." She grinned at Anna. "This will let me feel parts of you that I could never reach alone."

She crossed the floor again, feathering her fingers so that the fabric became light and airy and soft. She brushed her hand over Anna's face, trailed the tendrils down her neck and shoulders, and then pressed them lightly to her breasts. "I can feel every part of you that this fabric touches," she murmured, "every bump," the cloth trembled over her nipples, fluttering as if it was caught in a breeze, "every curve." The tiny feathery pieces clung suddenly to Anna's skin, gripping her like thousands of miniature hands, and she caught her breath at the sensation. "Every molecule laid bare." She kissed Anna's shoulder, then her neck, then her cheek. "Keep your eyes on me, Elsie. I want to watch everything that happens to you."

Anna met Matilda's eyes, watching the satisfaction and curiosity in them grow as she guided the glove down her body, as thick as a rope suddenly against her stomach, tightly encircling her waist, and then bursting into a light and airy mass again. Matilda's ungloved hand slid slowly down her back, drawing circles with her fingers over her hips and ass and holding her there, pulling her hips forward slightly as the glove went ever lower, feathering her skin, shifting from soft to biting in an instant and making her gasp, then thickening into a coiling snake that slid down her inner thigh, stretching to the end of the fabric's reach before snapping back.

The change in sensations came so quickly, Anna vacillated between laughter and tears in the space of a moment. There was very little pain, just shock when the fabric became like thousands of tiny fangs, digging into but not piercing her skin. The shock was immediately soothed away by the light touch of the feathers, and Matilda stared into her eyes and collected every emotion as though it were a keepsake, an honor to her because she was the cause.

The glove feathered around Anna's pussy, caressing the smooth skin like silk, buffeting her with velvet sensations and then freezing her stiff with a gentle bite. "Keep looking at me," Matilda said. For a moment it was simply her gloved hand cupping her mound, covered in fabric and nothing more. "You'll enjoy this."

Anna just nodded, forestalled from speaking by the strangeness of her situation. What could she say? How could she even speak? Matilda didn't ask her to, just kept watching as five malleable tendrils snuck their way inside of her, touching and melding in places, then melting apart and continuing alone. 

One of the tendrils reached her clit and curled around it, becoming thin and soft and self-adherent, pulsing in time with Anna's breath. Two more pulled her lips apart, stroking the swelling flesh up and down while a third, thicker than the others, molded itself into a coil and corkscrewed into her pussy, not deep but bouncing wildly. Anna bit her lip and whimpered, her eyes widening and her feet nearly slipping out from under her. Oh fuck... The last slender tendril slid back between her cheeks, pressing gently at her other hole, becoming slick and smooth and gliding inside of her.

Fuck! Anna did make noise now, a harsh gasp, swaying on her feet but not knowing which way to move her body. Matilda was sweating with concentration, her pupils huge and dark in her eyes as she explored the untouched places of Anna's body. The fabric began to vibrate, directed by Matilda's mind to a high frequency, and in a few seconds Anna's body matched it and then exploded with the feeling, pushing her into an orgasm that blew her mind and body away. She was shrieking something, she had no idea what, and for a moment her vision failed and everything turned into blistering points of light as she writhed against the bonds, struggling to stay on her feet with the momentum of so much pleasure. 

Matilda was shaken as well, caught up in the feeling of Anna's orgasm overwhelming her own nervous system through the gloves' attachments. After a minute it became too much and she let go, detaching her mind as best she could from the glove. It slid back into the shape of her hand, slowly, drawing itself out of Anna's body like water, clinging a little as it went. She held Anna for a long time in both hands, now normal, panting as they both regained their equilibrium.

"That," she said finally, grinning hugely, "was way more successful than I ever thought it would be. You almost knocked me out with that."

"I'm barely standing," Anna replied, still trembling with aftershocks. "That glove is...it's..." How could she describe how incredible the feeling was?

"I know," Matilda laughed. "And this particular use of it was discovered as an accident. I made the stuff to attach to robotic arms for tricky repair work or heavy lifting on a space station. That way the technician would really be able to feel what was going on. This, however, is much more fun. And you're still standing, which makes you a good girl." She matted Anna's face with the gloved hand, briefly feathering it over her glistening skin. "Doesn't that make you happy?"

"Yes." It did, too, surprisingly happy.

"I thought it would." Matilda pulled away and stripped off the glove slowly, quivering a little with every inch. "This is the worst part. The connections are temporary but they're still painful to detach—ahh." The glove came free. She took it back over to the desk, then pulled another object out. It was a strap-on, a lot like the one that Nadia had used on Anna, but more amorphous. "This," Matilda continued, "is a similar sort of thing. I can control its length and width with my mind, up to a point, and change it as we go. You know I couldn't let you go without actually fucking you, Elsie."

"I hoped you would," Anna replied. Matilda stripped out of her sweaty clothes fast, paying little attention to her own body until the cock was seated against her hips. She stroked herself several times, and it grew to fill her hand.

She walked back over to Anna and lengthened the restraints. "Kneel."

Anna knelt down, unable to take her eyes off the dildo. It seemed a lot bigger than the one Nadia had used. "Touch it," Matilda ordered, her post-orgasmic tenderness fading as anticipation took over. Anna wrapped her right hand around it. The material was very smooth and slick, and gave beneath her hand as she pumped it up and down. "Use your hand on the base and your mouth on the head."

Anna leaned in and took the top of the dildo into her mouth. It felt odd against her tongue, not at all like the real thing, not even as realistic as Nadia's, but Matilda's eyelids fluttered and her head rolled back as the sensations traveled through the device into her body. Her client was enjoying it, so Anna put everything she could into it, sucking the cock deep into her mouth as she gripped the base, trying not to think too much about the way the dildo undulated inside of her mouth in time with Matilda's breaths. She was pulled away soon afterwards, her restraints turned so that she faced the wall and her arms raised high above her head.

Matilda stepped between Anna's open legs and pushed her cock inside her lover's body. It immediately expanded to touch every wall, every apex of her core, and drove a groan out from her lips. Matilda laughed breathily, grinning with excitement. She left their bodies pressed together but changed the shape of the dildo, shortening and lengthening it to simulate fucking without having to draw her hips back and diminish their connection. It was slow at first, then began to speed up as Matilda leaned into her more deeply, reaching around to rub her fingertips over Anna's clitoris. 

Their bodies never strayed more than a few millimeters apart but the sensation was such that Anna felt she should be swaying under it, battered down against the wall with the rapidity and depth. Matilda held her steady though, not letting her shy away from any of the pleasure or the tiny bursts of pain, and before long Matilda's impending orgasm and rapid-fire, deepening thrusts sent Anna over the edge with her. She clung to the restraints and Matilda clung to her, both of them swaying under the strength of their pleasure and their strange, intimate bond. 

Eventually Matilda reached above Anna's head with shaky hands and released her restraints, and both of them sank down onto the floor, still connected, still embracing.

"Thank you," Anna finally whispered. Her mind and body were still reeling with new sensations, new pleasures, and she was grateful to have felt them.

"You're welcome," Matilda replied softly. "Are you tired now?"

Now was no time for a little white lie. "Yes."

"Amy will be in soon. She'll set up your sleepsack and help you get ready for bed." She slowly pulled away from Anna, removed the strap-on and walked unsteadily back over to the desk.

"Where will you be?"

Matilda grinned. "Working, of course. I'm a classic insomniac, Elsie, and sex just makes me charged up and ready for more. You, however, need your beauty rest." She pulled on a discarded jumpsuit and ran one hand through her hair, then came back over and kissed her lips. "I'm not much of a snuggler, and if I stayed, I'd just take you so many times you wouldn't be able to work for me tomorrow. Not to mention I'd never get my own work done. I'll see you in the morning."

She stood up and left briskly. Anna watched her go and suddenly felt exhausted. She lay back on the floor, as limp as a rag doll, her nervous system still processing the dearth of sensations it had received and no longer trying to fight the desire to sleep. Amy came in a few minutes later and carried her easily over to her sleepsack, tucked her in and kissed her forehead, then stayed by her side and hummed a wordless tune until Anna fell asleep.

***

Varan watched her perform the first day of the expo from a place of concealment. He was unblinking, unmoving, unwilling to take his eyes off of her for a second as Elsiane moved inside the dome, a figure of grace and skill. The possessiveness that took hold of him while he watched her grated on his nerves. He reviewed in his mind again all of the issues surrounding his desire for her. She was a professional whore. She was a person, and just as likely to change her mind about things as everyone else was. There was no way of knowing how she felt about him, or even if she remembered him now. 

Then there was this damn strange reluctance that came over him when he considered approaching her. He couldn't even define it, it was an emotion so outside his normal range. Watching her, though...he could watch her for hours. He did, until the demonstration was over and she left the dome, back to Matilda, her current client. Finally he stirred himself to move, startling a few people around him who hadn't even noticed he was there, leaning back against the wall. He forced himself to return to his business, trying to control his thoughts of her, but he failed.

Varan returned the next day despite himself after a night of wakefulness and anger. He was still angry, at himself for his obsession and at her for whatever power she held over him that he couldn't seem to break. The crowd was a little smaller, most of the larger industry players having come and gone in the first day. He stared at her from the shadows, watching a display that was very similar to the one she put on yesterday, but as captivating for him as if he'd never seen anything like it before. Fuck, she could turn him into a slack-jawed flatlander from two hundred meters. He stared, and he didn't even realize he had moved out of the shadows until she was staring back.

It was hard to tell, since her faceplate was reflective, but she stopped in the middle of a turn and looked straight in his direction, hands and feet splayed wide to hold her still position. She was still for a long moment, and then moved forward to the edge of the dome and touched her hands to the surface, reaching out towards him and crimping her fingers in the semblance of a wave. Obviously someone was relaying orders to her, because she jetted backwards fast and continued the demonstration, but it seemed like her face turned towards him more often. 

It might have been all in his mind, it might not. It didn't matter. He had to have her again. He activated his comm. and placed a bid with Madame Ko worth more than the rest of her debt. If she accepted it, he'd have his answer.

***

Anna was shaking when she finally finished with her demonstration, and not with exhaustion today. She wanted to peel the suit off and sprint into the crowd to find him, but she couldn't move in anyone else's direction until her current contract was over. It was infuriating. Enough showboating, enough novelties, enough being with others and thinking about him. There was only a little time left before her contract ended, and in a sudden fit of curiosity she called up Madame Ko.

"Elsie." She responded instantly, cool and matter-of-fact. "How is your contract progressing?"

"Very well." And...now what? She couldn't just out and ask about Varan, she'd be reprimanded. Madame Ko took pity on her.

"I received an interesting communication concerning you today."

"Really?" She tried to sound uninterested.

"Try to contain yourself," the Madame said dryly. "Mr. Varan has made an offer on the remainder of your debt, in the amount of—"

"I accept!"

"Elsie." She could hear the derisive head-shake. "You can't accept until you hear the offer if you want to maintain a semblance of neutrality." She went into the details and Anna listened with a broad smile on her face, tapping her fingers together until the recitation wound down. "Do you accept the contract?"

"Yes! Is there a starting date?"

"He said the first available. I'll set things up for tomorrow morning, so you have the evening to compose yourself."

"Thank you." The comm. went dead. Anna might have done something embarrassing if Amy hadn't suddenly entered the room.




Anna Ch. 09



Hi guys! To all my long-time readers, you are a very patient group of people, and I appreciate all the words of encouragement you've given me. Finally, the last chapter! Don't blame me for getting sappy at the end, I couldn't help it. To those of you who haven't read any of the precious chapters, it will help, but hopefully there's lots to enjoy here. So, enjoy!

Carizabeth

***

"What do you mean, she didn't come home?" Varan asked with barely-concealed rage. He was sitting across from Madame Ko in her office, dressed in a conservative grey suit, an unusual choice in wardrobe for him. His face was paler than usual, skin strained and drawn tightly across the bones beneath it as he clenched his jaw in an effort to control his temper. "I thought you had some way of monitoring her position."

"I thought you did as well," she countered, uncommonly defensive. Madame Ko never became discomfited, but she was close to it now.

"The mechanical tail can't follow her into inhabited buildings, and if she left, it didn't have time to pick her up before she was taken away. What's your excuse?"

She brushed off his rudeness. "The cameras surrounding every inch of habitable space in Ceyla City should have been sufficient to show what happened to her. They weren't. Apparently there are numerous blind spots in the system, which are being corrected now. Her communication strip was found lying on the ground in the loading docks behind the convention center."

"Interesting. And useless." Varan's huge hands clenched briefly into fists. "Do you know anything useful, or should I go and find her myself?"

"Good luck trying," Madame Ko replied coldly. "The city has been searched, every residence invaded but your own, but I already knew she was no longer on the asteroid."

Varan stared at her for a moment, and then understood. "Subdural tags are illegal."

"But necessary. Without it, we would have absolutely no idea where Elsiane is now."

"So where is she?"

"I'm not sure."

Varan closed his eyes. "Madame," he said with as much calm as he could manage after a few seconds of tamping down the fear and fury coursing through his body, "now isn't the time to try my temper. If you want my help, tell me what you know. If you want me to take care of it so you can sit here like a reptile sunning itself beneath a heat lamp, tell me what you know. If you want me to go to hell, tell me that, but don't fuck with me right now."

"I can find her as soon as the ship carrying her stops moving," Madame Ko said, once again ignoring his threats. "Right now the signal is too broken up to get anything useful. They're moving too fast. When they slow down, it will be possible to find her. Then we can follow and retrieve her."

"They'll find the tag," he said slowly, thinking about it for a moment. "If they're any kind of observant, they'll find the tag. The signal coming from it will mess with their equipment, especially if it's strong enough that you can track her across systems. They'll also feel the heat of it if they touch her in the right place."

"True. We'll have to move very fast."

"Who is 'we'?"

"You and I. No one else need be involved. The police of this city are less than interested in the disappearance of a whore, even an expensive one. You have an extremely fast private ship, which we'll need to catch her. Part of my contract with her is a guarantee of her safety and appropriate compensation in the event of personal damage, so I too must be there."

"To do what?" He looked at her cynically. "My personal ship is fast but useless for combat. The shields are only good for environmental hazards. If they have a decent combat system, they'll rip my hull open."

"I'll take care of it."

"How?"

"Trust me."

Varan shook his head. "I can't trust you with this. Elsiane's life is in the balance. She might—" He swallowed against a sudden splash of acid in the back of his throat. "She might already be dead."

"I doubt it. Elsiane is a commodity to them."

"And if you're wrong?"

"Then we still go and I will take revenge on her killers. I'm sure you'll enjoy watching."

She seemed completely serious. "You can really do that?"

Madame Ko nodded, keeping her eyes on his. "I can and I will. In fact, I probably will even if we recover her alive. This sort of behavior needs to be made an example of, to dissuade others from similar reckless endeavors." She was as cold as space, this woman. Varan had no idea what kind of life produced a person like this, and he didn't really want to know.

"I'll go get my ship ready."

"I'll let you know the moment I get a reasonable lock on her position. We'll leave as soon as possible."

Varan stood up and left without saying anything else. A number of Stars were waiting outside Madame Ko's office door looking worried, but something in his expression warned them away from asking him any questions. He stalked down to the flyer he'd left parked out front. He'd waited for her. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen...finally he'd gone inside, impatient, irritated, but mostly worried. Had she changed her mind? What he'd learned had hurt far worse than her rejecting his offer would have.

It was hard to drive with visions of murder floating like bloody stars across his vision, but he made it to his company's compound without running into anything. His workers were clearly surprised to see him; he had made it clear that he was taking some time off, starting today. He ignored their curious stares, hating every moment of scrutiny and question. Their questions made him imagine his own, and he didn't want to think about those right now. So many questions that he might never know the answer to. His lips curled in a silent snarl as he made him way with long, impatient strides to his personal ship.

It was totally different from the ship he'd taken Elsiane up in before. This ship was a cruiser model, built for speed. Variations on it were used all over the universe for transporting government diplomats, heads of state who didn't care too much about luxury, and playboy space jockeys. Varan wasn't any of these things, but he was practical. It was the best small ship money could buy for speed, and when the time came he didn't want to be left wanting. Times like now.

Varan did as much prepping of the ship as he could without actually turning on the engines. He checked the fuel, checked the stores, went over all the safety systems and electronics. He stayed as busy as he could for the first two hours of waiting. After that, there was nothing else to be done but wait, and that was torture.

He kept seeing her...he saw her every night when he went to sleep. He heard her voice in his dreams, felt the softness of her skin and the long silky strands of her hair. He breathed her sighs of pleasure, drank the vision of her beauty and grace with his eyes time and time again. Her soul revived his, made him realize that he still had one, every single night since they'd been together. He hadn't slept since he'd placed his bid, and cursed himself for a fucking fool over his anxiety. Anticipation of another sort had filled him when he'd received a communication saying that she'd accepted. There was no way he could have slept. He spent hours poring over maps and star charts, picking a place for them to go. No work this time, for once just pleasure. He had finally decided on Griffyn, the water world, a place like she'd never seen before. He would have taught her to swim...

Maudlin fucking idiot. Varan's temper was frayed to the breaking point, and he was so close to losing it that soon he'd have to smask something. It was a bad way to maintain his twisted sanity, but it was all he had. Just then, though, Madame Ko came in over his comm. "I've found them. I'll be there in ten minutes. Are we ready to leave?"

"We will be in ten minutes."

"Good." She cut out. Varan let out a huge breath, trying to calm himself, refocus his energies. His blood still thrummed with pent-up energy, but now he could spend it on finding Elsiane and getting revenge instead of tormenting himself. Far more productive.

***

Her head hurt. That was the first thing Anna realized as she slowly regained consciousness. Her head really hurt. Things would have been unpleasant enough if they had stopped there, but the throbbing pain in her temple beat at a counterpoint to the shooting agony in her arm. It was a torturous duet and her vocal cords wanted to groan the refrain, but she stopped herself. Barely. Noise meant attention, and she didn't need any more attention. She'd had plenty of that. First she needed to find out where she was, what had happened.

Her eyes were gummy and stuck together, but rubbing them against the cold metal floor eventually loosened her lids and let her see. The floor was very cold. She was still wearing her jumpsuit, but it was shredded in certain unpleasant places. Oh no, no, they hadn't...she hadn't been...Anna couldn't tell. She felt a rising panic in her mind and squashed it ruthlessly. There'd be time for tears later. Right now she had things to do.

Her arms were bound behind her back. It felt like cord, rope or cloth, not metal. She cast her eyes around without moving her head, in case someone looked in to wherever she was being held. Where was she? And why did it seem slightly...familiar?

Memory flooded in in a rush, and suddenly Anna knew where she was and who she was with. Raiders. Pirates. The same people who had killed her family and kidnapped her; it seemed so long ago now. The people she'd escaped from. The people Stefen was working with.

There was no other way, she recognized that now. Stefen wasn't a victim, he was an accomplice. He had helped them in the very beginning, and he had helped them find her now. He had probably been the one who'd attacked her earlier, trying to drag her back to them. Why he did it all she wasn't sure, but there was no other explanation that satisfied all her questions. The thought steadied her some. It was a betrayal, and that hurt, but anger was a powerful motivator. It helped her focus her body and her mind on something other than pain.

Actually her body was experiencing more than pain right now. The base of her right calf felt hot. It was a relatively small amount of skin, but her lower leg felt like it was on fire. Had she been injured there as well? She took a chance and shifted slightly. Movement didn't seem to cause any discomfort; the area was just feverish. Well, she'd worry about why later.

Oh yes, this storeroom was familiar. There was a ring set in one wall that had once held a chain, a chain attached to her. She'd been pinned there for week after week, released only far enough to get to a rudimentary toilet and back. Unclean, unhappy, going mad with grief and desperation...no, think of something else. How had she escaped last time? Their stupidity. Poorly restraining her one night, she was able to pry the locking mechanism on the manacles apart using a piece of metal she'd been bending on for a week, fatiguing it until the sharp little triangle of hope came free in her hands. Free hands and free feet, and then a run for freedom that had resulted in a very different type of slavery.

The interior walls of the ship were pathetic, corroded and rusted in places. If she strained, Anna could hear voices, could make out words. And the words she caught weren't happy ones.

"She's not a virgin."

"But...but, she was before! You checked her before!"

"A lot can happen in the time she's been gone, idiot. We already fucking sold her, we've already gotten half the money. How happy is the buyer going to be when they find out she's spoiled? You should've found her sooner."

"Can't you...just...can't we fake it? There are lots of ways to fake it, right?"

"You think this girl will agree to that? After the shit she's been through, you think she'll want to give you a hand? Want to play pretend to save you?" There was a moment of rough laughter. "No fucking way, kid. I told you, get the girl back or get me the money we're out. Only way left to do that is to sell your ass and hope someone doesn't mind a whiny bitch for a laborer."

"No." She could barely hear his words. "No. Let me...let me talk to her. Let me try to work things out with her. I can do it, I can make her reasonable."

There was no reply that she could hear, but then hard footsteps sounded against the grates. The door to her prison opened, and Stefen entered with a lunge, as though he'd been pushed. Anna watched with slitted eyelids as he stared down at her, shuffling his feet for a moment. She could smell him from five feet away, the stink of sweat and shuddering nervousness.

Finally he crouched down next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Annie."

She couldn't contain her revulsion and jerked away from him, staring into his pale, thin face. "Don't ever call me than again."

"Annie, I know things look bad, but I can explain—"

"I said don't call me that!" Anna brought her feet around and slammed them into his near leg, just below the knee. Stefen crumpled to the floor next to her, grimacing in pain.

"Fucking bitch!" Leaning towards her, he drove his fist down at her face. He wasn't a very good shot, and managed to graze her with his knuckles but nothing more. 

"Good," Anna laughed as he cradled the hand he'd just driven into the floor. "Yes, call me that. Call me a bitch. Hit me. Hurt me. I want you to make me feel terrible so I never feel tempted to want to help you again, you lying, kin-killing, evil piece of—"

"You don't understand," Stefen interrupted quickly. "That was never supposed to happen, I never wanted anyone to be hurt! They were just supposed to come down, steal the supplies and take me away with them. If I'd thought they were going to kill everyone else, I would never, never have given them the landing clearance codes. You think I wanted my own family dead?"

"Stefen." Anna sighed. "You moron. What did you expect? You're dealing with pirates. They work to make the most they can out of any situation. You sold our parents lives along with the supplies and, and...for what? For what? So you could be like them? So you could kill and rape and steal?"

"No! I just...I didn't want to end up like our parents, Anna. Like our fathers, working themselves to death for nothing on an empty rock in the middle of the fucking universe, months of travel away from anyone else. I didn't want to end up like them. I wanted something else for me. For both of us." He lowered his eyes, looking to the side. "I was going to make some money, enough to come back and get you out of there too, so we could go and make lives for ourselves somewhere else, somewhere better. I always loved you, Annie. You know I love you. And there's still a way for this to work, it's not too late for us. There are just a few things you have to do, to help me, and then we can be together."

Anna shook her head tiredly. "Oh, Stefen. You never got it, you never did. I was happy there. I had a family that loved me and wonderful friends and a boy I knew that someday I'd marry." Hope brightened his eyes momentarily, but then she went on. "But now Annie is dead. She died with her family, she died when she was taken away to be sold as a sex slave. I ended up doing that work anyway, but at least the way I went about it I had some choice in my path. 

"I'm not going to pretend to be a virgin to save you, Stefen." His face blanched as he realized that she had heard him. "I'm not going to lie to spare you pain. I hope you feel lots and lots of pain. And I told you," she jerked herself suddenly into an upright position, "not to call me Annie!" She rocked back and thrust her heels into his face as hard as she could.

Stefen's head snapped back against the wall. He screamed and clutched at his mouth, blood pouring from between his fingers. A man came in, someone Anna vaguely recognized as the leader of this group. He stared for a moment at the tableau, then chuckled. "Told you so."

Stefen turned his head to the side and spit out a piece of a tooth. "Fuck...oh, ow..."

"Your usefulness is at an end, boy. And you," he glanced down at Anna, his gaze speculative, "you've just become a lot less lucrative, but a hell of a lot more useful to the rest of us." He grabbed her by the ankles to swing her off of Stefen, and suddenly stopped. "Your skin is hot." His fingers honed in quickly on the source of the heat in her leg. "You're not injured. It's a subdural." Fury flashed across his face. "You've got a motherfucking subdural. Some wealthy patron like to know where you spend your time, slut?"

A subdural tag? When had that happened? Anna didn't have time to speculate. The man's hand flashed at her face, and he was a lot more accurate than Stefen. Pain erupted in her cheek, and she fell with a numbing thud to the floor. Someone else came to the door, someone she couldn't see through the haze of tears. 

"Get him out of here," the leader spat. "Lock him up someplace. This bitch has a subdural tag planted in her leg. Someone's tracking her. I'm going to cut it out." He pulled a knife out of a sheath at his hip.

"You want some meds for her, keep her calm?"

"No." His voice was cold and cruel. "Should be able to fish it out in two or three cuts. I don't think she needs meds for that." 

***

Varan was pushing the engines of his ship as hard as they could be pushed without going into overdrive. The ship they were tracking was a bouncer, able to go pretty fast over short periods of time, then needing to slow down to keep the engines from dying. It was an old, inefficient model, and with every passing hour they closed the distance between them.

Madame Ko seldom lifted her face from the tracking monitor she'd brought along. Not a hair was out of place, and watching her obvious serenity grated on Varan's nerves. Finally he spoke up. "Do you ever sneeze?"

She lifted her eyes to meet his. "Excuse me?"

"Sneeze. Cough. Rub your eyes to get the grit out, stretch your back to ease the pain caused by your goddamn ridiculous high heels."

"No."

He stared at her for a long moment. "What, never?"

"Why waste my energy?" she replied casually, dropping her eyes back to the monitor. "Besides, my back feels perfectly fine. Everything feels fine."

"That's inhuman," Varan muttered, turning back to his console. He missed the small smile that flickered over Madame Ko's face. "How much longer?"

"At our current rate of speed, we should be upon the ship within half an hour, perhaps less. That's assuming they don't hop any further, but I doubt they can. Their engines aren't built for sustained hyperspeed."

"That's an understatement," Varan said. "And when we pop out of space and confront them, what's your plan for that?"

"We hail their comm. We try to bargain for Elsiane. If she's still alive, they can probably be persuaded to make a deal, and I'm prepared to offer a great deal of money to secure her release."

"Have you considered that they could try to take our unarmed ship hostage? Why release Elsiane to us when they could just threaten to kill her unless we comply?"

"We're not helpless," she said. Varan stared at her for a long moment, but she didn't seem inclined to expand on that cryptic statement.

"So you want to buy her back and let them go?"

"Not at all. One way or another they're going to face retribution. I'll give them the option of following us voluntarily back to Ceyla City and remanding themselves to the law for justice."

Varan barked a brief, harsh laugh. "You know as well as I do that they won't agree to that, and frankly, I don't know how you can make them."

"You'll undoubtedly find out, then." She turned crystalline eyes towards him. "I answered your questions, now answer one of mine. Why is Elsiane so important to you? What is it that attracts you to her? She is, after all, nothing exceptional. Many women are more intelligent, more beautiful, more skillful. Many of these exceptional women would welcome a patron such as yourself; I know that several in my employ would. So why Elsiane?"




Anna Ch. 09



Anna drove me to the office that Lisa's husband kept about 6 miles from where I lived. On the way there, Anna was giving me the inside info on Lisa's husband and his firm. The business was called KC's Imports and the building was mostly a warehouse with some office space for admin. There were other similar businesses on the same road. Anna warned me in a playful way about working with all the women in the office. I think she was trying to suss out if I was likely to play around. I told her that none could measure up to her and as long as I had Anna then I wasn't interested in other women in a sexual way. This was a complete lie of course and even as I said it I could only think of Anna's beautiful younger sister Lisa.

When we arrived at the office I suddenly felt a little nervous. Anna showed me inside and Lisa's husband quickly met us. His name was Dave and to be fair, he seemed OK. I really liked him, quickly grew to respect him and enjoy working for him. He was friendly, smart and hard working. He seemed devoted to his wife and also loyal to his staff. In the first few weeks with the company, I learned a lot just watching how well he ran things and managed the everyday problems of staffing levels and changing workloads. Dave worked long hours and often stayed late. I was sometimes asked to stay late and he always made a point of expressing his appreciation. 

What I haven't mentioned yet are the other people who worked there. They were all women. Now....this being Literotica and all, I wish I could report that the first few days were a sex filled adventure as I sowed my oats around the building looking for clues about Dave's infidelity. I wish I could describe a good dozen blow jobs and fucks with a selection of the women who work there but the truth of it is; there was none of that. The first two weeks were work, work, work and more work. I did get to meet all the people there and half of them were what you would call attractive with lots of potential but I can't say that I spent much time thinking about any of them except for maybe the odd wank. I also fucked Anna a couple of times on the pretence of going round to update her on my findings re Dave's supposed infidelity. This was nice. We had slipped into a mutual understanding that we could both initiate a good fucking anytime it suited. I was living the dream. 20 years old and fucking a lovely married woman about twice my age. We were extremely compatible and loved to make each other cum. My only nagging doubt was that Anna was finding it harder to keep her feelings in check than I was. I decided to stop worrying and enjoy the sex.

Within a couple of weeks, Anna was telling me that Lisa was growing impatient and was not impressed that I held Dave is such esteem. I told Anna that maybe Lisa and I should meet to discuss it. Anna overcame her natural possessiveness and agreed to set up a meeting. Dave was travelling to the Far East for a couple of weeks so I was told to go and see Lisa at her house one evening. When I got there, Lisa nearly stopped me dead in my tracks. She looked stunning and obviously paid far more attention to her appearance than Anna did. Don't get me wrong, Anna always looked good but Lisa was something else. I think she knew the effect she was having on me but she certainly didn't give anything away. In fact, she was a little off with me when I told her I had nothing to report. When I continued to say how much I appreciated Dave's support and the opportunity to work for him, she was really pissed off. I said she should be relieved there was no reason to suspect he was cheating but Lisa couldn't agree with me. She didn't buy the workaholic angle and felt sure he was cheating on her with one of the younger women in the office.

Lisa sat on the sofa in a relaxed but poised way and I was trying to check her out. She was dressed very smart in a business skirt and blouse. Her legs looked great and her tits filled the blouse perfectly. I could hardly concentrate on our conversation and spent most of the time mentally undressing her and fucking her in my mind. Lisa was being assertive with me, she told me to start digging. "Get close to some of those women in the office and see what you can find out," she ordered.

I agreed to do my best and promised I would leave no stone unturned. For some reason I didn't dare tell her that Dave had travelled to the far east with his admin clerk, Gina. Now Gina was about 23 and very attractive. She had long dark hair and dressed very casually in a way that most women would feel was a little too laid back for work. Gina could pull it off though. I don't know why I didn't tell Lisa about Gina travelling with Dave but something just instinctively told me to keep that from her. Lisa didn't ask so I assumed she already knew or Dave had told her he was travelling alone. I didn't stay long at Lisa's. I tried to drag the conversation out and talk about other things but Lisa was a very cool customer. Sexy as hell, but very cool with it. This made me want her even more. I returned home and wanked a couple of times thinking about her. Then it was back to work over the next couple of weeks.

When Dave and Gina returned from their business trip to the Far East, Gina was showing off a lovely gold watch she had bought at the airport. She claimed she had used her bonus to pay for it but really everyone thought that Dave had bought it. Could Gina be the one he was fucking behind his wife's back. She was certainly fuckable. Gina was one of those women that create an instant impression and then the more you see her the more you want to see even more. I would bump into her several times a day and each time I was only ever thinking how good she looked. Her and I built up quite a rapport and often shared a joke. I would say Gina was the first 'friend' I made in the office and started to talk to each other about life outside work. Gina had a boyfriend but they argued a lot and she was often in need of cheering up. I was more than happy to take her mind off things with a steady line in office banter and one liners. Things were moving along nicely with Gina and I told her I was single but occasionally had a casual thing with an old girlfriend that suited us both. I didn't want her to think I was a sex starved saddo. 

One morning, Gina was crying. I walked into the office where her desk was and couldn't help but notice. Gina was trying to compose herself but there was no hiding her upset.

"What's the matter?" I asked putting my hand on her shoulder. This was the first time I had ever touched her. Electricity shot through my arm as I rested my hand on her. I could only think how badly I wanted to put my arm round her but I managed to control my urge and just concentrate on consoling her. Through the tears she managed to tell me she had finally split up with her boyfriend and he had just called to tell her it was completely over. Apparently he thought Gina was cheating on him. At that moment Dave walked in. He gave me a look and I gave him one back with a shrug. It was a blokes way of asking what was going on and the other blokes way of saying it was nothing much. Dave walked out. Gina was pleased he had gone, as she didn't want anyone to see her crying. I asked her if she wanted to go home but she said she was better keeping busy at work. "I have get back to work, tell you what......let me buy you lunch." Gina smiled as I suggested this and thanked me for being a friend. A friend was the last thing I wanted to be but lunch was set and off I went for the rest of the morning. I thought that if Gina's ex was right then it might be Dave who had been fucking Gina at work. It didn't bother me. I sort of liked the idea of Gina being up for a bit of fun so hoped in a way she was prepared to dabble at work. Lunchtime couldn't come soon enough.

Gina looked a lot better when I saw her for lunch. As we got into her car we made a pact that we wouldn't discuss her break up. She wanted to just spend an hour laughing and joking and not feeling sorry for herself. I was more than happy to oblige and we went to a nice pub and enjoyed a very pleasant 45 minutes chatting. I was trying to be flirtatious and felt she was reciprocating. When we got up to leave we nearly bumped into each other. We stopped, stood very close and just stared at each other. Gina had been laughing and she smiled straight back at me. We both said sorry at the same time for nearly bumping each. We smiled at each other warmly. I put both my hands on her upper arms and stared at her still smiling. She carried on smiling back. I went to kiss her and moved my head forward. She kissed me before I had a chance with just a closed mouth and said thanks for being a friend. She could see I wanted a proper kiss but insisted we got back to the office. When we got the car we both sat inside and put our seat belts on. Gina didn't turn the ignition on but instead just sat there thinking.

"Did something just happen then?" she asked referring to the brief kiss.

"Nearly" was my reply.

"Hmmmm!" she said. Then she unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over to me slowly. This time it was her wanting a kiss. I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity and soon we were kissing passionately. She broke off the kiss and sat back in her seat.

"That was more like it!" I said. Gina smiled and turned the ignition on. We hardly said a word as we drove back but just smiled and enjoyed the moment. As I was getting out of her car she asked me if I wanted a lift home. Naturally, I accepted and I told her I would come and find her as soon as I finished work. The afternoon really dragged as I clock watched my way through the hours looking forward to seeing Gina. I received a text from Anna asking to see me that evening but I didn't reply. I was only thinking about Gina and decided Anna would have to wait.

Eventually the day ended and I went to find Gina. She was waiting for me and greeted me with a huge grin. We pulled out of the car park in her car and she started to drive. 

"You seem happier than this morning." I said breaking the silence.

"It's thanks to you," said Gina. "When a relationship comes to an end, some people need to be alone but not me, I just need to be with someone."

"Glad I can help!" I said sounding a little used.

"Don't get me wrong, John. You're not here to help. I really like you and I'm now free to take our friendship further if we both want."

"What have you got in mind?" trying very hard not to make it sound like a leading question.

"Come back to my place. Spend the evening with me and lets see how things go. We can get something to eat and talk and see where that takes us" explained Gina with such confidence that I didn't even consider saying no. I received another text from Anna but carried on talking to Gina as she drove to her place.

Twenty minutes later and we were at Gina's flat. An hour later and we were eating a bowl of pasta salad that she had created as we chatted in the kitchen. As we both finished our food, Gina stood to collect the plates. She walked around the table to where I was sat but instead of picking up my plate she leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back. She moved her face away from mine but stayed close, about 2 inches. Then Gina whispered, "Lets make love!"

She took my hand and I followed her into her bedroom. With no conversation at all Gina started to undress. I marvelled at the way she was revealing her naked body as each piece of clothing was discarded. With a little nod from her, I began to do the same and soon we were both naked and falling onto the bed. We hugged and then climbed under the covers. Gina was smiling and complementing me on how much she had wanted to do this since the day I joined the company. We didn't get started for over half an hour but instead just talked and kissed and stroked. My cock was hard and I think she enjoyed feeling my arousal against her leg. With almost no prompting I knew that the time was right and I just climbed onto her. She stared into my eyes and opened her legs fully. I had been gently rubbing her clit a little earlier and my cock was now resting against her wet pussy. She adjusted her position and I slipped into her. There was almost no need to thrust and the entire length slowly sunk into her. Then we made love. I couldn't call it fucking because it was just a slow gentle motion that never really speeded up but just became more and more intense. Gina reached orgasm and moaned in total pleasure as I maintained my rhythm. After she had cum, she changed a little and became less active. She was sort of just lying there as I made all the moves. My mind started to drift and I was thinking how different this was to sex with Anna. 

With Anna, her and I had begun like animals our first few times, but with Gina, I just couldn't imagine a hard fuck. Gina was too lovely for that and during our conversation she had explained how she hated calling it fucking or screwing. She couldn't easily use the expression "having sex." Gina only wanted to call it "making love". After she came, she sort of stopped trying and I lost interest. I was also used to receiving complements on my cock. Anna and Rachel always openly appreciated my fine upstanding todger but Gina never even acknowledged it. She just quietly enjoyed letting it make her cum. I still hadn't finished with Gina during our love making session when I decided I wanted to get round to Anna's and get my rocks off there instead. Gina was a gorgeous young girl but nothing compared to Anna in bed. I gently slipped out of Gina's pussy after a little while. She didn't even remark that I hadn't cum. 

"That's the first time I've made love to anyone from work. I hope you can keep this secret!" she said. I believed her and felt pleased with myself that I had some information for Lisa.

I smiled and took in the site of Gina's naked body. We chatted for a little while and then we got dressed and she took me home. A lingering kiss on the lips and a calm "see you tomorrow" was how we ended our evening. It wasn't the end of my evening though. I got straight on the mobile to Anna who was happy to hear from me. She asked where I had been but I said I would tell her later. 

As I walked up Anna's driveway, my cock grew hard anticipating the sex I was hoping to enjoy.

"What can I do for you?" asked Anna opening the door and letting me in. I didn't even bother to ask where her husband was and just assumed he wasn't at home.

"Amazing sex, charming company and more amazing sex" I answered.

"Can't help you with the company!" she laughed, "So it will have to just be the sex!"

I grabbed her and we kissed. We were soon in her room and for the second time that night I was undressing in a woman's bedroom and climbing naked into bed with her. I stopped Anna from sucking me off as I didn't want her to taste Gina, instead we just fucked each other to exhaustion for about 20 minutes. I slipped out of her and took great pleasure in shooting cum all over her tits. Anna was happy to rub my cum all over them. A little later she did suck my cock and I was waiting for her to notice a little taste of Gina but she didn't. 

As she sucked my cock I loved the site of her head bobbing up and down with her butt sticking in the air. I soon made my move to enter her from behind and gave her a second good fucking. Again I withdrew just before climax only this time I came all over her back. She remained on all fours as I jacked out my cum all over her. She was slightly out of breath and her body heaved. I just stared at the cum on her back and then wiped my cock against her cheeks. She wiggled back against me and my eyes were drawn to her arse. I wiped my cum around her arse and against her hole. I think she wanted me to fuck her anal style and I teased her more by rubbing my cock head into the cum and then toying with her opening. Then she fell forward onto her front and the moment was lost. 

Anna rolled over onto her back and I thought about all that cum being wiped on the sheets. I fell on top of her and we kissed.

She couldn't keep her hand off my cock and she stoked it staring at it. "Such a lovely cock," she said.

"What do you like about it?" I asked.

"It's so hard and just the right size. It fits perfectly"

"Sure does," I agreed. 

Anna adjusted herself so she could lift a leg and she slipped my cock back into her. "See that? Perfect!" she said.

Then we fucked gently for a little while and the slow movement reminded me of Gina. I decided whilst fucking Anna that I would like to try Gina again. I just needed to bring out the wild side in her and I wanted to get her to complement me on my cock the way Anna does. Anna reached between her legs and took control of my cock. She used the swollen head of my cock to rub all along her pussy lips and she pressed it against her clit. By controlling the pressure she could increase the pleasure and she came again. As she did I drove my cock into her and her legs wrapped round me and held on tight. I pumped against her body and came deep inside her as she continued to grip me with her legs.

We later went downstairs to the kitchen and sat drinking water and coffee. We talked about my job but I didn't tell her about Gina. I honestly didn't know how Anna would feel if I said I had been fucking someone else. I pretty sure she wouldn't have been very happy if she knew it had been earlier that evening. Besides, I mind my own business and don't mind anybody else's so I didn't really even consider telling her. She did tell me that Lisa wanted another update so I told her to arrange something. I still wanted to get inside Lisa's pants and another meeting couldn't hurt although I didn't for a minute think I could ever crack Lisa.

..................................................

The next day I got a call from Anna saying we were to all meet at Lisa's house at the end of the week. Lisa's husband, Dave was travelling again and would be away for the whole weekend. I think Lisa wanted some company as much as a progress report from me. Anna took me to Lisa's. My cock swelled as I sat in the car on the way. Anna of course knew this and rubbed me commenting she hoped we would get a chance later. Lisa's house was in a more rural area down some country lanes I thought we would probably be able to find somewhere secluded on the way back to pull over and fuck.

Once through her electric gates and down a long driveway, we arrived at Lisa's and she answered the door looking immaculate as ever. She gave Anna an affectionate sisterly hug but I only got a cool hello. She showed no warmth to me at all and although I found her extremely attractive, the cool bitch routine as starting to piss me off. Lisa didn't ask for an update straight away but instead opened a bottle of wine and we all sat and talked. At first she wanted to know how the job was going and then we talked about Dave. I told her that I still had no evidence but I had eliminated one suspect from my enquiries. I didn't confess to fucking Gina but explained that we had become good friends and via her confidence, I was very sure there was nothing between Dave and Gina. Lisa didn't get quite so angry this time. She sighed and probably concluded Dave wasn't fucking anyone at work. I thought this might be the end of my spying escapades but I valued my job a lot now and didn't want to blow it.

We were well into the next bottle of wine. Lisa and me were both getting a little tipsy but Anna was holding back cause she was driving. The whole time I was checking Lisa out whilst trying not to give Anna any indication of my interest in her. Then suddenly all the lights went out and Lisa screamed. It was a power cut and it turns out Lisa is terrified of the dark. Not just a touch surprised like most people but totally petrified. I quickly pressed a button on my mobile and this provided a little light. As our eyes adjusted we were able to see quite a bit. Lisa calmed down enough to stop screaming. Anna was reassuring her and explaining to me Lisa's huge fear of the dark. I looked out of the window and could see no lights. The whole area was out of power. Being out in the country, dark was dark. Without my phone we wouldn't be able to see a thing. Lisa was still petrified. 




Anna Ch. 09



Varan shook his head. "A woman like you couldn't understand."

"Perhaps I could. I did hire her, after all. I knew some people would be intrigued by a certain amount of innocence, but she's the most unworldly person I've ever employed. You are not an unworldly man."

"She's not some cute little doll designed to make patrons feel superior," Varan snapped. "You have plenty of those. Elsiane is real. She's lived a real life, a hard life, and it permeates everything she does. She's smarter than you give her credit for. Not being predatory doesn't equal being prey, Madame. She's got genuine skills, she's got interests that go beyond herself, and she's honest. Those are qualities I prize over genius, manufactured beauty, and feminine wiles. That's why she'd never stay with you, not if you paid her a million credits. She wants to live her own life."

"And you want to live it with her," Madame Ko said softly.

"I want to see her succeed. She'd do it without my help, but I want to be there to see it, if I can." A little shocked at his own loquacity, Varan turned his face resolutely back to the console. His companion didn't question him any further.

They sat in silence for a little while longer before she said, "Reduce the speed. We should almost be on them."

"Put the coordinates into the computer."

She complied, and as the ship slowed, the navigational computer guided them to the spot where the pirate's ship should be. Time seemed to slow down as they dropped out of hyperspeed, and then they were still, looking out at unmoving stars and the vast emptiness of space.

"Well?" Varan demanded.

"They should be here," Madame Ko replied. "According to the tag, that is. They must have jettisoned it."

Varan's heart clenched in his chest. "And her?"

"Your guess is as good as mine. Do you have a mass scanner on this ship?" Mass scanners were common on mining vessels, one of a system of fail-safes designed to warn the pilot about incoming debris that could damage the ship.

He shook his head. "Not this one. This one is for personal use only, nothing related to business."

"Hmm." She adjusted a few variables on her tracking monitor. "Well, according to this, we should be practically on top of the tag. The signal is extremely strong, completely unshielded, and since we can't see anything, I think it safe to assume that they merely jettisoned the tag."

"Meaning they cut it out of her."

"Quite probably."

"Where did you stick it?" Varan was unable to keep from growling. Too many disturbing images were flying through his head for him to try to be cordial.

"Her lower calf, fairly close to the surface. I doubt they injured her terribly removing it." Still cool, still implacable. "This isn't a setback. Odds are she's still alive. They have reasons for keeping her alive. As for tracking, now it becomes even easier, in a way. Your computer can detect and follow a recent engine trail?"

"Yes." It was a common safety feature, in case the autopilot failed and there was no visual contact to fly by.

"It should work now. I doubt they're far ahead of us. Use your temperature sensors as well, in case they try hiding behind something."

Varan fed the variables into the computer. The pirates' engine trail lit up like a long, glowing worm on the viewport, automatically projected there even as the autopilot moved to follow. They fell back into silence, anxious on one side and unknowable on the other, as they moved with stealthy speed towards their goal.

***

Anna considered herself lucky that she had blacked out after the knife cut through the first inch of her skin. She didn't have to feel the captain fillet her, sliding filthy fingers through convulsing muscle until he found the tag. Blissful darkness overwhelmed her, and it wasn't until things were finished and a strip of her tattered jumpsuit had already been bound around her newest wound that she began to come out of it. She kept her eyes closed, trying not to move. She heard them drag Stefen out of the room, still moaning and crying. She felt hands in her hair, shaking her briefly, then dropping her back onto the floor. It took all of her willpower to stay still, but it worked.

"Get rid of that tag, Clay. We'll leave her to wake up on her own," she heard the captain say. "After we get our measure out of her, we sell her along with the boy to whoever'll have her. Someone's bound to find a use for a cheap whore." There was the sound of snickering, and then the door closed, footsteps receded, and she was alone again.

Anna opened her eyes and looked around the room. Only she and a few new bloodstains remained. She had no idea how much of it was hers and how much was Stefen's. Stefen...stupid fucking Stefen.

Stupid Stefen with the broken tooth. She remembered watching him spit out a chunk of tooth onto the floor. Oh please, please let them have left it. Anna cast about with her eyes, looking frantically for the piece of tooth. There it was, a pitiful tiny lump in the corner. It was almost impossible to slide across the floor without making noise or blacking out from the pain in her arm and leg, but after several minutes of maneuvering, she managed to clasp the fragment in her fingers. She felt its contours and sighed silently with relief. It was most of a front tooth, nice and jagged.

Children's teeth were treated from an early age to be resistant to decay, wear and breaking. She must have really kicked him hard. Thanks to the treatments, mandated for most children on civilized worlds and paid for by the local governments, their teeth remained like new all through their lives. Stefen had had the treatments, and the piece of tooth was wonderfully sharp. She had just enough leeway to cut the edge of it into the cloth that bound her wrists together. Cloth, rope, whatever it was, she hoped her secret weapon would be enough to free her.

Progress was so slow, so terribly slow...was it giving? It was hard to tell. Her mind was swimming and her jaw and leg were both aching. Her broken arm was nearly numb by now from being tied behind her back for so long. It was a small blessing there was nothing reflective around, because while she'd never been very vain, Anna had no desire to see how black and blue she must be now. So focused on her work, trying desperately not to let her breathing give her away and hoping that no one would come back and check on her yet, it was almost a surprise when the rope suddenly gave and she found her hands free. Pulling them around in front of her, she had to wait a minute for the fiery pain in her shoulders to dissipate before being able to use her arms for anything. Her wrists were raw but functional. She looked down at the little piece of tooth and felt a lopsided, painful smile twist her face. "Thanks, Stefen," she muttered derisively.

She had to escape. If she couldn't find a way to get off this ship, it wouldn't matter that she'd worked herself free now. She'd be found, rebound and raped. Maybe it would stop there, maybe it wouldn't. Either way, she didn't want to wait to find out.

Someone was looking for her. Probably Madame Ko, Anna could easily believe that she would find a way to stick subdural tags into her employees to cover eventualities like this. This ship was a clunker and they weren't going fast, she could sense that much. If she could get a suit, if she could get out, then maybe someone would find her.

Anna moved on bare feet to the door. She inched it open and peeked out into the hall. Empty for now. She could hear them down the hall, eating and laughing. Keep laughing, bastards. They'd laugh, and she'd escape. They probably wouldn't laugh for long once they discovered she was missing.

That thought spurred her body into action. The best laid plan could always find some way to fail, and her plan was practically nonexistent. Where were the suits?

The back end of the hallway was made up of the loading bay, a smaller entry and exit port used for single-person operations, and a few storerooms. She'd been in one of them. Anna stepped into the hall, shut the door softly behind her and limped over to the next closest door, cautiously opening it. Bathroom. Not what she needed. She tried the next. Tool room, filled with everything from old-style wrenches to gas-powered laser cutters. Oh, it was so tempting...she could march down the hall and fry holes in their fucking heads before they knew what hit them. 

Her good hand was already inching towards the cutters when she caught herself. This was no time to fantasize about killing her captors. They might be armed as well, she wasn't nearly up to her normal level of ability, and if she wasn't careful, she'd cut a whole in the hull and breach the ship. Then they could all die together.

No, no weapons. Ruefully, she shut the door and limped over to the next in line. It was the closest to the loading bay, and as easy to open as all the others had been. Sloppy, sloppy, thank god. And yes, oh yes, it contained suits. Old, outdated, vastly imperfect suits, but there they were. And there was Stefen, lying on the floor, gagged and bound and staring up at her with incredulous eyes. Anna made her way to the suits, pulled the best-looking one off its rack and almost screamed at the heavy, frustrating weight of it. Having only one good arm to pull herself into it with wasn't helping. She had gotten spoiled, using Matilda's new suits. This was like what she'd worn before as a miner: thick, clunky and restrictive. She managed to get into it after a few fumbled attempts, fastening herself in and closing up everything but the faceplate. She'd have to move carefully now, the thick boots were noisy on the grated floors. Her best bet would probably be the single-person access port.

A muffled whimper stopped her cautious walk towards the door. Stefen was looking up at her, tears in his eyes, face begging for help. Take me with you, she could almost hear him saying. Free me too. Help me. Anna stared down at him and saw hope blossom in his face. He knew she would help him. Anna stepped in close and, as quietly as she could, kicked him in the head with one heavy boot.

Stefen's eyes rolled back and he slumped limply, unconscious. The last thing she needed was him whimpering and whining and bringing one of the pirates to check on his worthless ass and giving her away. She tore her eyes away from his form, trying to ignore the tears that brimmed in the corners of them, and crept out into the hall. She'd have to close the doors to the loading bay before she could use the smaller port. That would set off alarms, and they'd come running back here to check on things. She needed something to break the locks so the doors would jam once she was in. Maybe those laser cutters would be useful after all.

It was hard to be quiet in a suit that added fifty pounds to her weakened body, but somehow Anna managed to get back into the tool room and out again with a broad-beam laser cutter. She slid back into the hall and down towards the loading dock. Almost there...she could see the lock-box she'd have to disable to keep the doors shut. She was close, so close...

The small part of Anna's mind that believed in bad luck shrugged fatalistically when at that moment the captain's second, the man called Clay, walked down the hall to check on her. As soon as he saw her by the loading dock he yelled and sprinted down the hall towards her. She lunged inside the bay and pushed the button to shut the doors. The man dove in after her before they could shut and immediately attacked, barreling her to the ground.

In a way, it was a good thing that he was so focused on her. It gave Anna the moment she needed to activate the cutter and fry the circuitry in the wall, sealing the doors shut and keeping the rest of the crew from coming to their friend's assistance. It was also a bad thing, because it meant that Anna was getting pummeled by an infuriated man who was larger, stronger and faster than she was. He had to have strength modifications, the way he jerked her up off the ground with one arm, suit and all. Clay turned to the doors and suddenly realized what she had done.

"What the fuck?"

Anna took advantage of his momentary confusion to bring the cutter to bear on him. The power was set low and the beam spread wide, and when she swung it up it brushed his face, only for a moment. A moment was long enough. He let go of her, screamed and fell back against the wall, clawing at his eyes.

This was her only chance to get out. Anna felt sick with adrenaline and the hideous smell of scorched flesh. The rest of the startled crew were starting to use their brains and bringing the other cutters to bear on the doors. She had to get out before they could get in. Shutting her faceplate, Anna turned the cutter's power to high and aimed it straight at the small entry port, slowly burning through metal and polymers. Doors were the weak point of any hull. Metal hissed and screamed, drowning out the dying pirate, and then suddenly she was through. The other cutters stopped firing immediately, the captain realizing that his dock was breached. Clay gave a final, agonized howl as the searing vacuum of space briefly touched him, and then he was dead. Anna didn't look at him. She couldn't. She floated over to the ladder, pulled herself up it, and...

She hesitated. There was nothing around her, only stars and stillness. What had always been soothing to her before was now slightly menacing, the promise of near-certain death. If she let go, if she pushed off into space, her chances of living were next to nothing. Even assuming that she was being pursued, she didn't have the tag any more. How would someone find her in the middle of nowhere?

She glanced back down. The pirates were gone from the door. They had more entries than the one she'd taken, they had to. Back doors. Someone would be getting into a suit right now, getting to a back door, coming for her. And if they caught her now, she'd be lucky to be killed outright. The frozen body of Clay drifted into her field of vision, and nausea took hold of her gut. She had killed someone. She was a killer, just like they were.

Before she could let herself think about it any longer, Anna pushed herself out of the open port and into space. A spasm of fear racked her frame as her feet left the surface. This suit had no thrusters, it was ancient. There was no way she'd be coming back now. She turned and watched as she drifted away from the ship. It seemed so small, so fast. So inconsequential. It was a place filled with anger and hatred and pain, but Anna was a long ways away from that now. They'd never touch her again. No one would ever touch her again. She had made her last choice, and it was freedom. 

Anna checked her suit's stats. Enough oxygen for a few hours if she breathed lowly. Heat...that was another issue. The suit had terrible thermal conductivity and not enough power to keep her warm for long; it was meant to be used with a power tether, not solo. Well...hopefully she'd lose consciousness before she froze to death. She still had the laser cutter, but there was no way she could jury-rig it to power her suit's life support systems, not without any tools. She turned the cutter on, watching the glow spread from the tip. It was beautiful, really. If she wanted to end it now, painlessly, she could. Just turn the power to high and aim for her head. Anna knew she'd never do it, though. The same small piece of her mind that believed in bad luck also believed in good, and wouldn't let her forget that somewhere, someone was looking for her. Someone wanted to find her.

That same hopeful piece of herself made her turn the cutter's power all the way down, until it functioned merely as a flashlight, and awkwardly hung it at her waist. It would display a tiny power signature that someone would see if they looked hard enough for it. Having done all that she could, she simply floated, drifting further and further away from the ship until it was little more than a speck of reflection, a tiny spark of light in the endless midnight sea. 

It hurt to think. It hurt to remember what she was losing. She had no choice, though. Already the suit was beginning to shut down, starting with the extremities. Her hands and feet were growing numb. If she wanted to die with any semblance of peace, she needed to remember. Anna brought up memories of her parents, loving to her and each other, hardened to the world. She whispered their names and said goodbye to them, then moved on, to the strange new world she had been thrust into not so long ago and how it had changed everything for her. She remembered her friends, Cris and Nadia and Gio. She remembered Madame Ko and Harriman and the others who had helped prepare her for her work as a Star. Being desired, being wanted...she flushed momentarily as she thought of her liaisons, remembering her satisfaction and pleasure. Pleasure immediately made her think of Varan, and now the tears that wouldn't flow earlier forced their way out from beneath her shock. Oh, Varan.

Anna would never know what he'd wanted now. She'd never know what could have happened. She had fallen in love with him, she had dreamed of him, she had been denied his attention until the very end, and then in her greatest moment of hope she'd been taken away. Kidnapped. Now she'd never truly know him. She mourned her loss, crying silently as the chill crept up her arms and legs, stopping just before reaching her core. Her suit was performing triage on her, saving her center for as long as it could, saving her mind and her heart. Exhaustion swallowed Anna whole as her last reserves of energy faded away, along with her wakefulness. Sleep pulled heavily at her, and with a final wistful glance at the stars, she let it carry her off.

***

"There they are," Madame Ko said with satisfaction. "Excellent." Varan said nothing, just piloted the ship to within a clear visual distance, set the autopilot to hold it there and activated his shields. They might hold off one or two blasts, but if these people had decent weaponry, their speed wouldn't be enough to get them away in time. They were in a dangerous position. 

He scrutinized the ship, magnifying it on his viewport. It wasn't very impressive. Shoddy, patched construction and a hull that looked like it had been through a sandstorm or twelve. His heart beat a little faster as he looked on it, though. Elsiane was there somewhere. 

"Hail them," Madame Ko said. "Let's see if we can get them to bargain for her."

Varan sent out a querying ping. Their computer would pick it up and provide them with his ship's comm information, allowing them to make the first verbal foray. That is, if they wanted to bother. He waited a few minutes, then pinged them again. Then again. Again. Finally he set up his system to ping them nonstop and waited. If their computer was working, it was going crazy right now.

"That must be very obnoxious," Madame Ko commented.

"I find myself liking that aspect of it," Varan replied. They waited a few more minutes in silence before they finally received a response.

"Who the fuck are you?" a voice snarled over the comm. 

"We're seeking information," Madame Ko said calmly as she pressed the comm. button, taking control of the conversation. "We think you can help us with that."

"Get away from my ship before I blow you out of the fucking sky."

Varan glanced over at the madame, but she took the threat very calmly. "That would be unwise. We know you have a girl aboard named Anna Ferragen. We're prepared to deal with you to secure her release."

Varan started as he heard her real name. Anna. Elsiane was Anna. He rolled her new name around in his mind as Madame Ko kept speaking. "Of course, before we deal, we need some proof that she's alive and unharmed."

There was a long silence. "How much will you pay for her?"




Anna Ch. 09



"A great deal, provided she is undamaged. Can you give us that proof?"

Another long pause. "I'll give you an account number. After you wire through the money, I'll let you speak to her."

"Unacceptable," Madame Ko replied. "We need proof of life before we can provide any funds to you."

"Woman, I don't know who you are, but if you think you've got room to bargain with me now, you're dead wrong."

Madame Ko frowned. "It should be a simple thing to provide proof of life. If she is unable to speak, send over a visual of her. Keep in mind that if she is unable to speak due to damages wrought by you, the money will be accordingly diminished."

"How much money are we talking here?"

"Provide me with proof of life and I'll provide you with a sum."

"I don't think you understand, bitch." The voice took on a darker tone. "We don't have to play by your rules, not when we hold all the cards. I want fifty thousand credits wired to the account I'm sending you or I set my guns to target you and take what's left of your ship to sell as scrap. Got it?"

Varan was getting tense, but suddenly he noticed something that made his breath stop. "They don't have her," he muttered. Madame Ko glanced at him. 

"How do you know?"

"Look at the back of their ship." He pointed at the magnified image before them. "They have an open port. Part of their ship is exposed to vacuum right now. No one flies a ship like that. They're crippled. She did it. She's out."

"Possibly," Madame Ko said after a moment's consideration. "You think it a recent occurrence, then?"

"It has to be. They'll bleed too much power if they fly far like that, and a hulk that old couldn't handle it. She escaped." He immediately set the computer to scouring the surrounding space for an energy signature. 

"What's the hold-up, bitch?" The voice sounded irritable, with perhaps a trace of nervousness beneath the bluster.

"If she's no longer there, then they have nothing to bargain with." Madame Ko stood up smoothly. "And if they have nothing to bargain with, I see no reason to offer any sort of clemency." She reached down and pulled a pair of gloves out of the box that also held the tracking monitor. They were heavy gloves, equipped with micro-thrusters at the base and sharp-tipped claws at the end of each finger. "I'll be leaving out the back. If you find a signal to pursue and need to leave the ship, please leave the outer airlock door open for my return."

Varan stared at her for a long moment. "You didn't bring a suit."

"No."

"You're...an android?"

Madame Ko smiled. "Correct. One of the few remaining that was originally created for combat, whether it is based on land, sea or space. The man who paid for my creation also paid for my continuance, and I escaped the purge that destroyed so many of my fellow creations. I don't require a suit, Mr. Varan. All I require is reasonable cause and a suitable target. It's been quite some time since I killed someone, and I find myself looking forward to it." She grinned now, and it was an expression of pure violence. Then she left. 

Varan tore his eyes away from the empty door and back to his computer. Even as he searched for a flicker of energy, though, he couldn't help but watch his companion's slow drift towards the pirate ship. She moved through the vacuum with effortless grace, her skirts rippling as though caught in a breeze, a beautiful nightmare. When she reached the ship, she didn't go through the open port. Instead, she plunged one of her claw-tipped hands into the side of the hull, her immense strength driving the super-hardened metal through the surface like a shot with a laser cutter. Lights began to flicker on the ship's exterior, and Varan knew if the pirates weren't dead yet, they would be soon.

He turned the viewport opaque, not wanting to see any more. He waited with growing desperation for the computer to give him some sign, any indication that it had found her. The longer it took, the more desperate he became. What if he had been wrong, what if Elsiane—Anna—was over in that ship right now, hurt and unprotected, dying at the vengeful hands of her brutal guardian angel?

No. There. A flicker, the tiniest little flicker, but it was enough. It had to be her, it had to be. It was moving slowly, drifting away from them. Varan didn't waste any time. He bolted out of his chair and to his suit, synced its personal computer to the ship's, climbed inside and headed towards the airlock. Keeping in mind what Madame Ko had said earlier, he left the outer door open. Then, powering up the thrusters in his boots, he pushed away from the ship and out into space, following the course his computer had laid that should lead him to the signal. It had to be her. It had to be. There was nothing else here. It had to be her.

Single-minded determination had served Varan well in the past, and while his mind begged to wander the corridors of anger, despair and sheer unalloyed terror, he held it firmly in check. He was looking for her now. He could waste time with pointless emotion later. He was getting closer...closer...he should be able to see the object soon. Closer...

What he saw was a light. A faint little flicker in the distance. It bobbed slightly, back and forth. As he got closer he made out the dark form it was attached to. It was a suit, black and battered and in a tightly-curled position. It had to be her. He jetted over quickly, only barely slowing down in time not to go careening past. Reaching out, Varan pulled the still form into his arms.

Her faceplate was mostly clouded over, but through portions of it he could make out her pale skin, the brightness of her hair and the tiny sparkling crystals of ice that dotted the ends of her lashes. His grip clenched spasmodically, pulling her in tighter. He couldn't tell if she was alive or dead. Reaching down, he deactivated the cutter hanging from her belt, then used a line from his own suit to harness them together, face to face. He had to get her back, as fast as possible. Holding her close, he began to follow his path back, guided by the computer and flying as fast as he could force his suit to go. The whole time he kept his eyes on her face, searching for any sign of life, trying to slow his own breathing down and failing miserably as fear began to overwhelm him. He couldn't come all this way to lose her. He couldn't.

The other ship was a spitting, flickering wreckage by the time he returned. Madame Ko wasn't yet back, but Varan had no time to think about that. He got them inside and wrenched open his faceplate, and then her own. Anna's bruised skin was frosted over, and she seemed utterly lifeless. 

"No," he muttered savagely. He ordered the ship to a hotter temperature and pulled off his own suit, discarding it in a heap to the side, then removed hers. Blood was frozen in dark rings around her wrists, her left leg was caked with it and one arm was terribly bruised. Her fingertips and most of her toes were tinged with black. "Fuck." He briskly rubbed her chest, shoulders and hips, then checked for a heartbeat. Nothing. "Fuck!" He stood up and walked quickly to his ship's medical chest, pulling out a defibrillator and a stim shot. The shot had chemicals in it that would protect her tissues from necrosis as her heartbeat restarted her blood flow and warmed her body. 

Unhesitating, he plunged the needle through her chest and pumped the chemicals directly into her heart. The thin tendrils of frost were already melting away in the heat of his ship. Attaching the defibrillator to her chest, he waited impatiently for it to activate. If she was too far gone, it wouldn't work. He waited. Waited. Waited...finally the green light, and a shock coursed through her body. Her back arched up off the floor with the force of it and he held her still, so she wouldn't hurt herself as she convulsed. One shock seemed to be enough, however, and the machine switched off.

Varan lowered his ear to her chest again, listening for it. Faintly, he heard her heart beating. The terrible energy that had been driving him suddenly seemed to dissolve, and he wanted to slump down beside her and hold her in his arms and not have to worry about anything else. Responsibility drove him to his feet, however. He had to get the Madame Ko back, and then they had to return home, fast. He picked Anna up and carried her into the small bedroom, laying her down gently. Hints of color were coming back into her face, and he could see her chest rise and fall now. Varan ran his fingertips through the end of her ponytail, catching in tangles in a few places. She was alive. Now he needed to make sure that she stayed that way. They needed to get back to Ceyla City.

He left the bedroom and made his way back to the front, reactivating the comm. "Madame?"

"I'm here," she replied. "Outside the ship, rather. You forgot to leave the outer door open upon your return. Given the circumstances I understand, but would appreciate you opening it now." Varan keyed the command in, and less than a minute later Madame Ko walked back into the control room. Or something like her did. The false skin that had covered her arms was shredded, revealing the incredible bionic fibers that made up her muscles. Burns marked her neck and chest, and half of her hair was gone, destroyed in her rampage. Punching through the hull had apparently just been the beginning.

She followed his gaze. "I would appreciate you keeping this to yourself. If people knew, the reaction could be unpleasant."

That was an understatement. Varan nodded. "Done. Fly us back to Ceyla City, she needs more help than we can give her here."

"Anna's danger isn't immediate. Her brain was protected, at least." Nevertheless, she sat down in the pilot's chair and began to turn the ship, heading them back towards their patch of civilization in the middle of so much emptiness. Varan left her there and went back to the bedroom.

***

"Well," a smooth voice said. "Welcome back to the land of the living."

Anna's eyes slowly opened. The lights in the room were low, and the temperature was comfortably muggy. She was covered with a light blanket and wearing a skin-tight med-suit. Her feet and hands felt heavy, but when she tried she found she could move her fingers. Her blurry, unfocused gaze finally settled on Madame Ko, sitting beside her bed. She looked serene as usual. Her black hair was styled differently than Anna remembered it, but that was the only thing out of place. "You found me." Her voice was a little rusty, but not too bad.

"With help, yes." She leaned forward a little. "Don't strain your eyes, they'll take a while to recover."

"It was your tag they found in me."

"Yes."

Anna sighed deeply. "Thank you for doing that. I can't believe..." She took in her surroundings, the familiar hospital room where she'd stayed after her last attack. "I can't believe I'm alive. What happened to...to them?" She couldn't bring herself to be specific. Memories crowded at the edges of her conscious mind, and she staved them off as best she could, not wanting to dissolve into a puddle of tears in front of her employer.

"Your abductors' ship was disabled. Everyone aboard it died of exposure to the elements, such as they were."

"Dead? Everyone?" 

"Everyone. Don't waste any pity on them, Elsiane. They died a fast, fairly painless death. Sometimes that's the best solution."

Anna had no idea what to say. Killing someone had been so far outside her comfort zone that it had nearly disabled her, and here was Madame Ko speaking very casually about the deaths of probably ten men. Admittedly, they were scumbags, but the thought of it still made her sick. Madame Ko noticed her discomfort. "A certain amount of shock is to be expected. However, I did promise you safety." Her eyes sharpened for a moment. "I never compromise a contract. You fulfilled your end of it, and I in turn fulfilled mine. Actually, we need to speak of your contract, Elsiane."

Anna shifted a little. "What about it?"

"It's nothing to be nervous about." Madame Ko gave her a small smile. "The remnants of the pirates' ship were towed back here and sold. The money was enough to pay off the rest of your debt and leave you with over nine thousand credits in your account. You could buy a first-class ticket to anywhere in this galaxy with that kind of money and still have some to spare when you arrived. You could buy a share in a merchant shipping company or invest in some other business to bring you revenue. You could live off it for months and be comfortable." She spread her hands. 

"What I'm saying, Elsiane, is that you don't have to continue working as a Star. After what's happened to you, I don't think you should work, at least not for some time." She cocked her head slightly. "You're welcome to continue eventually, of course. More offers have come through for you, and several of your previous clients have inquired. The choice is yours."

"What about my contract with Varan?"

"He cancelled it. Given the circumstances, it seemed like the best thing to do."

Anna couldn't make herself reply. She was alive, against all the odds, and the only person she really wanted right now was Varan. And he cancelled. He cancelled their contract. Her heart ached for him so badly she wanted to scream, but she bit back her disappointment. Her efforts didn't fool Madame Ko.

"Varan assisted me in finding you, Elsiane. We used his ship to track you, and he was the one who went out after you and brought you back, not me. He's here now, outside the room. He's stayed here as long as you have." Madame Ko inclined her head in an intimate gesture. "Consider that when you contemplate what to do with your future." She stood up. "Contact me once you've made your decision. You'll likely be here for another few days. Your new credit strip will be given to you before you leave the hospital."

"Thank you."

Madame Ko nodded and left the room. She paused in the hall, said something softly that Anna couldn't make out, and then walked away. Varan entered moments later.

He nearly filled the doorway, framed as a looming shadow for a moment before stepping from the brightness into her dimmer room. Seeing him eased a pain inside of her that had been wearing on Anna for a long time. She mutely held out a hand to him. He hesitated, then took it lightly as he sat in the vacated seat next to her.

"How do your fingers feel?"

That was the first thing he had to say? How are your fingers? How very practical. "They feel a little stiff." She glanced down at herself. "Is that why I'm wearing the med-suit?" It was a sophisticated body suit designed to deliver medication, monitor vital signs and treat skin problems all at once. Problems like frostbite.

"Your suit's heating array was damaged. You had some tissue damage. Most of the grafts are still healing."

"At least they didn't have to amputate this time."

"True. You're lucky."

Those two words summed up exactly how Anna felt. "Yes, I am." She increased the pressure of her grip slightly. "You came after me."

His expression was impossible to make out beneath all the scars, but he wouldn't meet her eyes with his own. "I felt a certain responsibility to see that you were safe. I'd been expecting you, after all."

"I know. Why did you cancel the contract?"

Sarcasm weighed his voice down. "Perhaps because you're in no state to pleasure anyone right now? You can't even walk yet."

A month ago, a statement like that would have disconcerted Anna. Now, however, she felt much more confident. "We could have rescheduled. I want to reschedule it."

"Why bother?" He released her hand and sat back, further in the shadows. "You have means now. There are lots of options open to you. I happen to know that Matilda Snow has a position waiting for you at her company if you want it. Whoring yourself out for other people's pleasure to make a few credits isn't your only option anymore, and frankly, you can do better." He paused for a moment. "Besides, I seem to remember you promising me not to get involved with any more death-defying feats."

Anna grinned. "I know, I've been a miserable failure at that so far. Maybe I should move on, take myself on a vacation somewhere." She looked down at the cover and traced a random pattern on it with her finger. "Maybe I'll go to Griffyn." She watched him shift out of the corner of her eye. "Maybe I'll find a lovely beach somewhere close to your company, and I'll build a home there and whenever you come to visit, I'll make you teach me to swim."

"Anna..." He exhaled her name with a gravelly sigh. "You're drugged, you're sick, you're traumatized. You don't know what you're saying."

"No, I do know," she insisted. "I finally know. I've been afraid since I got to this place. I felt alone and awkward and childish. The only time I felt like myself, my old self, was when I was with you. I missed you, I dreamed about you, and when I found out you wanted me again I was so happy I could have burst. Then Stefen found me." She glanced down at the arm he'd broken, almost completely healed now. "I thought I was going to die. I thought I'd never see you again."

"Stop," he said firmly. "You don't need to be reliving this now. Get some rest."

"No, I've rested." Anna looked back over at him. "If I don't say it now you'll walk away and I might never get the chance. I love you." She watched him shake his head. "You don't have to love me back, I just don't want you to completely push me away. Please." She gave him a half-smile. "I couldn't be your Star now anyway, you know my real name. How did you find out?"

"Madame Ko mentioned it when she was negotiating for you," Varan replied. His voice sounded strained. "Anna, listen to me. You're young. You're beautiful, and intelligent. You have skills that are in demand. There are much better ways for you to spend your life than with a man like me." He raised a hand to his face. "This will never change, never go away. My immune system rejects all grafts and mechanicals. You deserve someone better, someone kinder, someone handsome."

"There is no one better," she whispered. She patted the side of her bed. "My vision is still fuzzy, I can't see you from where you're sitting. Sit next to me, please."

She knew he wanted to say something caustic about what she'd be seeing, but he swallowed his self-loathing and moved beside her. The slender hospital bed shifted heavily under his weight before mechanically adjusting. 

Anna captured his dodging face with a hand, forcing him to look at her. "You are handsome to me." She stroked one scarred jaw. "You are kind. You're everything I could ever want, and I can't pretend otherwise anymore. I love you."

"Anna." She heard everything from disbelief to exasperation to cautious hope in that one word, and reaching out she pulled his face to hers and kissed him, like she had at the end of their first meeting. He flinched away, just like he had then, but she held him firmly and prolonged the kiss, relishing his closeness and the feel of his body so close to hers. Memories stirred her recovering libido, and when she pulled him back onto the bed with her he followed, never breaking the kiss. How was it possible she could want someone so badly? His hand gently caressed the length of her waist as he leaned into her, and she tasted his hunger and responded to it eagerly—

"A-hem." The loud cough by the door was designed to distract, and it worked. "The doctor would prefer that you save all vigorous physical activity for after you've recovered, miss." The nurse crossed his arms sternly. "Individual and group activities. No exceptions. We can have a separate bed brought in if you feel compelled to stay."

"Do that."

"Very well." The nurse gave them one more sidelong look before leaving. 

Anna smiled broadly. "We must be doing something right, the establishment is mad at us." She stroked his cheek beneath his good eye. "I'm glad you're staying."




Anna Ch. 10



"You fucking bastard", said the all too recognisable voice on the phone. I tried to say something back but was interrupted, "Don't ever call me again, you fucking lying cheating fucking prick." Click. The line went dead. 

As phone calls went, it was short and to the point. Anna was pissed off with me about something. Instinctively, I guessed she had found out about Lisa and me. Anna had left us alone in the house after the power cut and Lisa and I had enjoyed fucking our hearts out. I had already thought about calling Lisa and this gave me an even better excuse. I called.

Lisa didn't want to talk on the phone. She asked me to call round at her house. One hour later I was there. On the drive over I was fantasising about what possibilities the day held. Anna was also in my thoughts but the way I saw it at that moment, Anna was priority number two behind her younger and stunningly sexy sister. If Anna and I were finished then so what, it had been fun but I never thought for a minute it would last forever. 

Lisa invited me in. As soon as I saw her I wanted her. She was wearing another knee length skirt and a light knit jumper. Her tits looked fantastic and her arse and legs even better.

"You look amazing!" I complimented her.

"Thanks, but we need to talk," she said, "Anna knows everything and she has gone ballistic." Lisa then went on to give me details of how she had confided in her big sister after Anna had asked a few probing questions. Lisa said it was no-one's business but she was worried about her husband finding out.

"Do you regret it?" I asked, really hoping for a sign that she would be up for another session.

"Yes and no," she said. "I'm a big girl and I can make my own choices. The fact is I was very attracted to you and needed what you gave me. I needed a man. My marriage is going downhill and everyone needs a lift at times like this." Lisa was smiling as she spoke. I knew what was going to happen next and just had to find the right line to kick things off.

I didn't find the words so I just walked up to her. As I approached I looked for a sign of approval. She just smiled and stepped towards me. Soon we were kissing. Then Lisa was tugging at my t-shirt pulling it up so she could get to my belt and trousers. They were undone within seconds and I started to lift up her jumper. She let go of my belt to lift her arms so I could pull her jumper off. Then her bra came off and she was back at my trousers fumbling for my cock. It was hard and she soon had it in her hands. I was kissing her neck and stroking her tits. Her nipples were hard and my thoughts turned to her pussy. I unzipped her skirt at the back and with a small wiggle it fell to the floor. No underwear. Lisa smiled at me as she saw the look of lust on my face. She led me into her living room and lay back on her sofa. I lay on top of her, kissing her all over and just enjoying the feeling of her naked body. Impatience got the better of her and she slipped her hand between us and guided my cock to the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. I slid into her and then we fucked. We fucked for a long time always changing positions. This was sex, nothing more and nothing less. She made all the right noises until she went quiet and lifted her legs right up.

Her knees were round her chin as I fucked even harder. "I'm coming" she cried and turned her head to the side so she could retreat into her own little world. I decided to stop holding back myself and just as I came, I whipped out my cock from her pussy and shot my cum all over her. 

Now I don't think Lisa is a natural cum slut and I think she was shocked at first. I lay on top of her as she relaxed her legs down and our bodies pressed together with the cum between us. She rubbed against me and moaned. I could feel cum on her tits and belly. My cock slipped back into her as we rubbed the cum against each other and we continued to fuck even more. This time I came inside and Lisa let out soft moans as she could feel my cum shooting into her.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"I can't believe I'm hear with you now....doing this." Lisa's voice was excited and happy despite the searching questions.

"Don't you like it? I replied doing my best man-of-few-words act.

"Hell yes, but its just so.......not wrong but just.........not like me." Lisa was thinking out loud now.

"What is like you?" I asked.

"I'm a married woman. I don't normally fuck young studs while my husband is away."

I joked about leaving but she grabbed hold of me. We kept talking. I actually enjoyed talking to her. She was really intelligent and our conversation just seemed to flow. She told me about how she had always been attracted to me and loved the way I had been staring at her since the moment we met. She could tell I wanted her and the cold bitch act was just a game she played. Lisa insisted that now the ice was broken, there was to be no more games.

"I better confess a few things then" I said reluctantly.

"What, like your little affair with Anna?" she asked. I was surprised she knew, but she did. Lisa told me about how she had seen us at the supermarket and watched from her car as we fucked in the car wash. It was Lisa who had sent me the mystery text soon after and she proudly told me about her cunning gamble on my phone number. Anna had left her mobile phone at Lisa's house and she had got the number from there. She knew who I was from James' 18th birthday party. I hadn't even realised Lisa was at the party. Lisa had a great memory as well as a great body.

There was too much to take in. We got dressed and Lisa made us both some lunch while I pondered on the facts. It seemed that Lisa had planned to get me into bed. I asked her about this but she just shrugged. 

"I didn't plan any of it. I was being a bit mischievous when I sent that text but really thought that would be the end of it. Then, when Anna suggested you as the spy to check on my cheating fucking husband, I liked the idea of having a young stud doing my spying. Once I got to know you, I started to find you increasingly attractive and it was just a matter of time before my resistance and reluctance to cheat for the first time was worn away."

"So when did you decide to do this?" I asked.

"When I felt you....in bed.....when my hand brushed against your....you know"

"I was really hard lying next to you." I smiled.

"I know." Lisa explained, "That was probably the moment."

"So what next?" I asked. We discussed the situation some more. Lisa repeated again how attracted she was to me but insisted that when her husband was back we had to stop. 

"What about Anna?" I asked. 

"You tell me...." Lisa replied. I don't know why but I decided to be really honest. Without giving all the details I told her Anna and I had been fucking off and on for some time and that the sex was brilliant. We were extremely compatible sexually and loved to fuck. Lisa then realised what she had got herself into. She hadn't really thought beyond the car wash although knew in the back of her mind something had been going on. 

DING DONG. The doorbell rang. My car was outside so there was no hiding and I guessed it must be Anna. We both did. Lisa decided to face the music and let Anna in. It was very uncomfortable at first as Anna entered to room. She gave me an icy stare and I just looked at the floor.

"What a mess!" Lisa said. Anna was still fuming but Lisa protested how she knew nothing and that I had just filled her in on the details. This was a smart move as it took any moral high ground away from Anna. "No one planned any of this" was Lisa's attempt to bring Anna down a peg or two. Anna was still unhappy and angry.

"I can go if you both want to talk," I said, standing to leave.

"Sit down," requested Lisa. "You don't just........, have lunch and leave without facing the music." Her voice was calm and seductive. I didn't guess that maybe she was just rubbing her sisters nose in it.

"You two......... today?" shouted Anna.

"Oh shit!" said Lisa. It was the way she said it that convinced me she wasn't bothered and she wanted Anna to know.

Blah blah blah blah blah blah. For the next 5 minutes. I really wasn't interested in their arguments and counter claims. I just let them get on with it. I know this sounds heartless but to be honest, I was only interest in fucking the pair of them. I had fucked Anna so many times that I had probably started to take her for granted. Lisa was different and a whole new experience but something told me I could have her as much as Anna if I wanted. I was becoming a bit of a self-indulgent prick.

Eventually I went to the living room and slouched onto the sofa to watch the match that was on Sky sports. The women took their argument to the sun chairs out in the garden. I watched more TV. Eventually Lisa came back inside to get some drinks. She smiled at me with confidence. She was working her charm on her sister and diffusing the situation. I carried on watching TV

After about half an hour I got up to use the toilet. The toilet window opened onto the garden. It was only small and open slightly. I could hear them talking. Lisa was very much leading the conversation.

"Your right big sis," said Lisa, " We mustn't let him come between us."

"So we either both carry on with this or we both give up," reasoned Anna.

"Or one of us carries on if the other stops," added Lisa.

"God, this is madness. How did we get into this? Are we really so similar? Are our marriages really that bad? I hate the cheating but its just the......" Anna paused.

"Just the what?" asked Lisa.

"You know"

"What?

"You know, the sex. I've tried to stop this a few times. I decide I'm going to call an end to it but then I just hate the thought of never......you know...again." Anna was trying to explain without being too explicit.

"I think I know what you mean big sis. The sex is something else. It's the org......" 

"Listen to us. Jesus. I can't believe we're having this conversation. This has got to stop." Anna was being the sensible one.

"Yeah," sighed Lisa. "I haven't really started though. Just a couple of times."

Silence fell as they both reflected on their own thoughts.

Lisa was first to break the silence, "I've never cum so hard in my life as I did with John."

Anna smiled and paused before adding, "Awww. I really don't want to think about it. I'm..... you know.......just thinking about it......... right here." She shuffled in her chair, uncrossed and then crossed her legs. I thought about her pussy getting warm between her legs and her nipples growing hard. Is there anything more attractive than a turned on woman? Lisa sat their motionless giving nothing away. At that moment it was Anna I wanted. I crept back into the living room and carried on watching TV.

After about 10 minutes they came back inside. The conversation had turned me on and I had been lightly stroking myself through my jeans. I was hard and it showed. When they came into the room they couldn't miss my obvious state of hardness. 

I spoke first, "How are you two doing?"

"We are OK," said Lisa in her most controlled voice, "But you might not like what we have decided." She then proceeded to tell me how they had both decided to stop their sexual relationships with me. I just sat there in silence staring at the two of them. I was being dumped but the pair of them. They didn't blame me or hold any ill will but explained how this couldn't continue and it was best all round.

"I better be off then," I said. As I stood up, Lisa came over and gave me a hug. 

I held her for the last time. I held her for probably slightly too long but I wanted to remember what she felt like. She patted me on the back as a sign to let go and we broke our embrace. Then I turned to Anna. I smiled and she smiled back but she was really hiding a sadness. We also hugged and this time she held on. We kept hugging as we drew back slightly to look at each other. Still smiling, this was the perfect moment to kiss. Even with Lisa watching from two feet away it was the perfect moment but it didn't happen. We ended the lingering good byes and I turned to leave.

It's funny but all I could think about was Anna's pussy. I knew she had got a little hot in the garden and my cock was growing as I thought about it. I also knew she would have noticed it when I was lying on the sofa with a hard on. My guess was Anna was well turned on and ready for a good fucking.

I left the house and headed for my car. Anna's car was blocking me in so she grabbed her things and left at the same time as me. I followed her out of the driveway, through the electric gates and off along the series of country lanes that lead back into town.

After about half a mile, I was staring at her car thinking of all the stuff that had gone and wishing it hadn't come to this. I had been onto a winner and sort of wished I had just stuck with Anna and played it out with her fully. I knew her too well and knew how wet her pussy probably had got earlier. This made me hard just thinking about her as I drove along. What a mess I had made. Call it hindsight; call it learning from your mistakes. Who cares? When you fuck up, you have to learn.

Anna suddenly flashed her hazard lights on her car. Then she indicated right and turned off down a single-track road. I hit the brakes and followed. The road was bumpy and narrow. We were heading down a very quiet lane. Eventually she stopped so I pulled up behind her and got out. My cock was starting to swell in my pants as I strolled over to her passenger door and got in.

"Hi," she said. I smiled instead of saying anything. There was silence. We both sat there looking across at each other but not at our faces. I was staring at her knees and how her dress just showed a little leg. She was staring into my lap. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Maybe just her coming to terms with the fact she was about to break the agreement she had just made with Lisa and me anticipating the fact that I was about to fuck her brains out right there in her car. My cock swelled at the thought. I focused on her legs and thought about what was beneath that dress. She shuffled a little in the drivers seat. Was the silence unbearable for her or was she getting turned on? She knew me well and I suspected she knew I was hard for her.

"What does that button do?" I asked pointing to the dashboard.

She sighed at the release of tension and end to the silence. "It's for the aircon."

"And what about that one?" I pointed to another.

"Rear parking sensors," she answered. Silence followed. 

I smiled, pointed my finger at her and asked another question, "What does this button do?"

"Opens my dress," she answered. The moment was sexually charged and the tension rose as she undid the button revealing more cleavage.

"And this button?" I continued. She didn't answer but undid the next button. Her bra was now clearly visible. Then we did the same with several more buttons, me asking and her undoing.

"What about that button?" asked Anna taking back control of the conversation and pointing to my jeans.

"Try it." I answered. Anna fumbled gently and released my jeans. My cock swelled in anticipation as her hand brushed against it. I could take no more. Lifting my backside off the seat, I lowered my zip and slipped my jeans and boxers down to my knees. My cock stood hard. Anna's tongue sub-consciously licked her lower lip slightly; she smiled and then bit gently on the same lower lip. She began to lower her head towards my waiting cock. I held it ready in anticipation. Suddenly her phone rang. The silence and tension of the moment was interrupted. Anna didn't even look at me. She looked at the phone, read who was calling and raised her index finger to her mouth telling me to keep quiet.

On pressing the green answer button on her phone, Lisa's voice came through on the speakers. I assumed it was some blue tooth hands free connection in the car.

"Hi Anna, its me!"

Anna froze. Her mouth was inches from my cock. "Hi"

"Are you home yet?" asked Lisa.

"No," said Anna talking into my cock as if it were a microphone, "I had to stop off on the way back for something."

"How do you think that went with John?" asked Lisa.

"It's OK" reassured Anna still so close to blowing me. I just sat there obediently saying nothing.

"I was worried how you must be feeling," Lisa continued.

"I'm OK." Anna wanted to end this conversation. Without any warning she plunged her mouth onto my cock. I was surprised but had to suppress my natural instinct to let out a long satisfied groan. I immediately realised that Anna could probably taste Lisa on my cock. After all, it was only that morning that Lisa and I had been fucking. I think Anna could taste something but after a brief questioning look, she carried on sucking as much of me as she could.

"I don't want to think this whole episode could leave a bad taste in anyone's mouth," said Lisa not realising that at that precise moment, Anna was sucking me off with the sole intention of having a great deal of taste in her mouth. Lisa kept talking but much of it was lost to me as I watched Anna perform her heavenly skills on my ever-hardening cock. Anna could only mumble the odd "mmmm" or "hmmm" at the right moments as Lisa did all the talking. I started to run my hand over Anna's back and stroke her gently as she sucked me off. All the while we were both listening to Lisa as Anna punctuated the conversations with muffled "mmm" and "uh-hmmms".

I fumbled beneath the material of her dress and released her bra strap. As Anna sat up to take some air, her dress fell forward and gravity was seconds away from dragging her bra from her tits.

"Is there anything you would like to get off your chest?" asked Lisa, "You seem a little quiet." She could never of known the perfect timing as the bra fell to reveal Anna's beautiful tits with erect nipples pointing right at me.

"There's nothing to say," explained Anna as she hitched up her dress and started to spread her leg over where I was sitting. Within seconds, she was hovering above my cock head. I lifted her dress to see her hand pulling the material of her panties to one side so my cock could have unrestricted access.

As Anna slowly lowered herself towards my cock, she looked me in the eye with a determined expression that was totally defiant of her sister's voice coming over the cars speakers. 

"Do you think he'll try to get in touch?" asked Lisa.

Again, more great timing by Lisa. At that precise moment my cock came into contact with her swollen pussy lips and she lowered herself gently onto me and I rose to meet her and my cock slowly disappeared into her.

"More than likely," answered Anna breathing hard. We slowly and gently fucked using very long deliberate strokes. Staring at each other, listening to Lisa but focusing on the blissful feeling of my cock stretching her pussy. Lisa carried on talking and Anna tried her best to maintain something approaching a normal conversation but as she got closer to orgasm her voice faltered.

"I can hear right now in your voice how this is affecting you," said Lisa trying to be the understanding big sister. Little did Lisa know that Anna was only sounding upset, she was actually enjoying riding my cock to orgasm. 

"Its just so fucking hard," cried Anna in pure pleasure but doing her best to sound like she was breaking down in tears. Just as there is a fine line between love and hate, we both realised there was a fine line between sounding like you are crying and the noise of a woman rapidly approaching orgasm. "It's fucking hard to stop this thing!" she cried as she tipped right over the edge and came.

"Its OK big Sis," said Lisa. "I know why you are crying..........I know why this is so hard for you."




Anna Ch. 11



Dear Reader,

This probably works better if you start on the first chapter but if you prefer to just carry on then good luck to you. Thanks to everyone for their patience. I haven't always been that quick at keeping the new chapters coming. Its time to end this story. 

John



"I never want to see you again," declared Anna. "I want this to be the last time we have sex and I want you to stay away from me."

"But......." I tried to say something however she just interrupted me.

"We both know this is wrong. We both know it could all go badly wrong if other people find out so lets quit while we are ahead." Anna was talking from the head and not the heart. I couldn't disagree with her but as she spoke I realised I didn't want this to end.

"No" I said.

"Sorry John, you better go," were Anna's last words as she carried on straightening her clothes. I stared at her pussy as she pulled her dress back down over her legs. It was to be a final image of our relationship. I had seen it so many times but on this occasion, her freshly fucked swollen lips created a lasting impression on me. I said nothing back to her but instead just stared as she carried on adjusting her clothing. I stared at her tits while Anna made sure her clothes were straight. I wanted to touch them but they were as out of bounds at that moment as they had been before our affair had started. I sighed a deep sigh and left the car without speaking.

That was it. It was the end of an exhilarating roller coaster ride. I should have been happy. Any young man would kill to experience the times with Anna that I had experienced but I wasn't happy. I was actually feeling something I had never felt before. Heartbreak. I considered going to see Lisa but didn't. It was Anna I wanted. The whole Lisa thing had turned me into someone I didn't like. I was trying to have my cake and eat it. Greedy, immature, selfish are all words you could use to describe what I had become. It's taken me a while to realise this but I can see looking back that I had changed.

I started out as an inexperienced teenager and ended up in an affair with Anna and then her sister and only really thinking about myself. I thought I was sex on legs the way these women gave themselves to me but I never stopped to think about their feelings or the consequences of what we were doing. Just because I had strong feelings for Anna, didn't justify the fact we were fucking in secret behind everyone's back. I paid no mind to her husband, even though he had left her for a time. 

I wish I could hear her side of it. I'd like to know her honest opinion and what she was feeling. Of course no one planned for any of it to happen. You just go into these things and take one step at a time. . I never expected to end up with Anna and that's what happened. She went back to her husband and I sulked.

For a few months I really let it get to me. I kept working in my job but Lisa and Anna both stayed away and I heard very little. Gina and I even dated a couple of times. We went back to her place both times and had sex but she wasn't right for me. As stupid as it sounds, I was comparing every girl I met with Anna. Even young girls in their late teens or early twenties would be compared to a woman over twice their age.

I am sure the amateur physiatrists out there will speculate how Anna appealed to me cause she was a mother figure or because it was a relationship without any need for commitment. That may all be the case but I think the sex had a lot to do with it. When Anna and I fucked it was special. I especially liked to fuck her from behind after she confessed a preference to being taken that way during the first sauna incident. I also loved to have her take my hard cock in her hand and rub her clit and lips with it. She would close her eyes and retreat in a world of pure lust that was completely her own.

That all happened over ten years ago. I eventually moved out of town, got married, had a couple of kids and then divorced. The reason I am telling you this is because today I had a phone call. It was from Anna. She wants to meet with me tonight. I don't know what about, she wouldn't talk on the phone. I am driving to a restaurant in a hotel that is half way between where we both live. All she would say is that it's important and that if I meant anything to her all those years ago then I would show up. 

I have to add that I currently live with someone. A very understanding woman who is three years older than me who I got together with just over 8 months ago.. We are serious but not too serious as we are both divorced and only want the good things that a relationship can provide. We don't expect each other to be perfect and we don't offer perfection in return. It's a sort of balance that we both (at least I hope its both of us) feel comfortable with. We have sex more than when we were both married and I think that appeals to both of us. I am not telling my partner where I am going tonight. Only that I will be away for the night.

Tomorrow I will complete this story and let you know what the outcome is of my meeting tonight. I just want to say thanks for reading all the chapters. I have enjoyed recalling and retelling the story of my affair with Anna and however tonight goes, I hope there are no regrets on anyone's part and no lasting damage.

Wish me luck. I don't have many expectations but I am sort of prepared for all possibilities. What if I see her and fancy her like mad? What if she looks old and unattractive? What if she wants me again? What if she has some news like I fathered a child? What if she wants to tell me she is single? What if she has a terminal illness? What if its something else I can't even imagine? Time will tell. I will be back tomorrow to give you all the details dear reader.



Ok. I'm back. I met Anna last night. Let me take you through the whole evening and you can make of it what you will. 

I got to the Four Seasons Hotel at about 7pm. I checked in and went up to my room in plenty of time for my prearranged meeting with Anna in the hotel restaurant at 7.30pm. At about 7.20pm I had just stepped out of the shower and there was a knock at the door. I checked through the peep hole on the hotel door and saw Anna standing there. I opened the door wearing just a white towel round my waist and held the door open with a smile.

She smiled back but was surprised to see me undressed. "I can come back," she said. I laughed at the suggestion and joked about not showing her anything she hasn't seen before. Anna stepped in and I took her coat.

She looked good. Time has been kind to her and she has probably only aged a year or two in the ten since we last saw each other. I guessed she must be early fifties now but she looked 10 years younger. Just seeing her set me off. The chemistry kicked in and my cock stirred under the towel.

I am not the young boy I was all those years ago but I am not doing to badly. My early thirties are my prime and I am ageing OK. No beer belly yet and I work out to keep in shape. Anna looked me up and down. I pretty much decided there and then what I wanted but I wanted to hear what she had to say before I made a pass at her.

"Do you mind if we talk before we go to eat?" she asked. "What I have to say to you will probably involve a few tears and I would prefer it all to be in private"

"OK" I said showing concern in my voice. I was still checking her out. She was wearing a dress and I couldn't help but wondering if she was wearing underwear underneath the dress. It wasn't obvious if she was and I sort of hoped she wasn't. My eyes were sensitive to her every movement. I felt pure lust and forgot about all other commitments in my life. 

I had been waiting to see her for so long I had actually given up. It probably took about 2 years before a day went by that I didn't think about her. Then the marriage and divorce came and went so I pretty much came through those two episodes and somewhere along the way I had let go of my Anna yearnings.

Last night was different though. She was sat on my bed whilst I stood in just a towel. I'm sure my cock was swelling just enough to be obvious through the towel. I looked for signs from Anna to see if she was showing any sexual interest but there were no signs. 

"So what's its all about?" I asked.

"It's a long story, but you have a right to know," Anna said all serious. Anna then told me how she had fallen pregnant but before the baby was born, her husband Ken had died. He had a sudden heart attack aged 46 and dropped dead. Friends and family had rallied round to support Anna and help her through the pregnancy. Only Lisa stayed away because she knew there was a good chance Ken wasn't the father. As she told me the story, It suddenly dawned on me that I might be the father.

Anna continued and explained how she had given birth to a daughter (Katie) and raised the child as a single parent. The support from those around her continued and they had made a pretty good go of things. James supported his mother and sister as best he could and they shared occasions like Christmas and birthdays like any normal family.

At this point Anna broke down and couldn't continue. I went to the bathroom to get some water. When I returned Anna was more composed. She thanked me for the water, took a sip and continued.

"This is really hard," Anna said trying to hold back the tears. "Katie was your daughter. Im sure of it." The words blurted out but they didn't make sense.

"What do you mean, "was"?" I asked.

"I lost her"

"What?"

"She died a year ago." Anna sobbed. She sobbed even more and looked down. I moved to comfort her. I wrapped my arms round her. This was not sexual or anything like that. It was just tragic and too heavy to even think about.

For the next half an hour, I learned that the daughter I never knew I had fathered had grown into a gorgeous young child but had tragically drowned whilst on a school trip. She had fallen into a stream and been swept away before they could pull her out. I didn't want to know the details and asked Anna to stop.

I didn't feel hurt for myself but just immense pain for Anna. "How are you coping I asked?"

"I'm OK if I don't talk about it," she said bravely.

"So why did you feel the need to tell me, and put yourself though this pain." I asked.

"Because I died when she died. Because you have a right to know but more importantly, because I need to feel alive. I need to feel close to her and you are the closest thing to her. Because I loved what we had. I loved you. I loved the sex. I loved the secret me that got dragged into your world. I loved all of it and I wish it had never stopped." Anna was really pouring her heart out.

"What do you want from me now?" I asked.

"Nothing." She snapped. "Well....I don't know." Anna couldn't explain what she was doing but I instinctively knew that she was confused, grieving, depressed, nostalgic and looking for a way to feel better.

"I'll do anything for you," I said softly.

She looked up at me slowly and smiled. "I needed to hear that so much," Anna said. "I need to know that what we had was more than just a forgettable fling."

"I have never found anyone like you. Never anyone who made me feel like you did," I said.

"God we were good together," she smiled though drying tears. I smiled back. There was silence. We were both thinking the same thing.

I leaned forward and kissed her. To start with on the forehead but she moved to kiss my lips and we embraced. She asked if I thought it could be like before and I just smiled. It already was. She removed my towel and stroked my cock. It was her old friend and she wasn't going to rush this reunion. 

She plunged onto my cock and took me in her mouth. I marvelled at the sight of her crouched over me. I lifted the material of her dress. Before I could lift it too far Anna released my cock from her lips and said "No"

"What?" I asked.

"No im not.....wearing any underwear. I saw you checking me out earlier and know that was what you were thinking."

We both smiled. With that I flipped her on her back and she opened her legs. As she pulled up her skirt, I knelt between her legs. My cock was standing hard as ever and she directed me into her pussy. The years rolled back as I fucked her right there in that hotel room. She put everything into it and when she came, she let out such a sigh of pleasure and relief.

I had learned a few tricks over the years and could last pretty much as long as I wanted but I wasn't going to extend this anymore than I had to. I withdrew my cock and she took me in hand and jacked me to orgasm. I shot my cum all over her. It was so like it used to be. We both marvelled at the familiarity of the moment. Neither of us had changed nor lost the power to please each other.

We never got down to dinner but we did take a little room service. We made love once more before falling to sleep and again the next morning when Anna woke me with a blow job. The light coming through the curtains and her naked body was a sight I will treasure forever.

The best thing about it was that we never even discussed our split years earlier. I think she was probably relieved I didn't hold it against her but our reunion was too perfect to spoil with digging up old wounds. For that reason I never asked about Lisa and she didn't offer any information either. 

Anna left the next morning. We both knew it was a one off. It was a reminder of how we had been. A confirmation that we hadn't changed and we still could if we need to. I came home with a head full of thoughts that will take me some time to get to grips with. Anna gave me an envelope with some pictures in. I haven't opened them yet. I need be sure I am ready to see the daughter I never knew. I sort of feel that is the price I will now always pay for what I did with Anna all those years ago. I am glad I met her, glad I had her when I did and accept it wasn't to be. 

The end.

I hope you have enjoyed this story. Please read all the chapters if you haven't already done so. There are so many themes I have tried to cover. Some have worked better than others. Some are actually real situations and some are pure literotica nonsense. Hopefully they have entertained and I would love to hear from anyone what they think either by feedback or email. All the best......