3 comments/ 27672 views/ 27 favorites 3000AD: Pleasures of the Elite By: becky23kiss Alexander Caine, heir apparent of one of the wealthiest interstellar mining-conglomerate families in the entire solar system, was trying and failing to get into the swing of things. He was knee deep in tanned, oiled-up harem girls, but a nagging at the back of his mind refused to allow him to let go and fully enjoy the latest elaborate role-playing screw-party that his friend Bandar had come up with. He had to hand it to Bandar... No expense had been spared this time. Their host had arranged a whole building with a set and costume inventory fabricated for their use. The weekend was taking place on one of his country estates, and Bandar had flown in several dozen servants for their use over the course of the weekend. Some would be professional courtesans and independent sex contractors, others would be actually 'owned' (airtight lifetime contracts) by Bandar or whatever event co-ordinator he had hired to source prime flesh. Most of the girls would be from poorer planets, offered contract work when they reached their maturity. Others would be sophisticated vat-grown clones tailored, at great expense, for specific tastes, and packed with particular details and special features. Either way, a substantial amount of operant conditioning, gene therapy and erotic training would have been required before they were fully trained up for Elite usage. (Elite: In common parlance a shorthand term for the genetically and financially privileged 0.01% at the very peak of 3000AD's interstellar society.) Alex guessed there were probably a few male servants floating around, for Lina's use if she wished. They would undoubtedly have the latest boosted sex drives and enhanced endowments. The harem at the heart of the fantasy was a maze of honeycombed rooms, each filled with beds, saunas, piles of cushions or more unusual accoutrements. The private areas and narrow corridors all led back to the same central area, where a geothermic heated pool was topped by a huge Moorish dome. Scattered around the water were server-drones, equipped with cool drinks, narcotics and various snacks. Here and there a tap or pump rose from the ground, to dispense lubricant for anyone who needed it. Alexander, usually known simply as Alex, had already discarded his flimsy costume and was now buck-naked, his six-foot five-inch frame half-kneeling over one of the harem girls, who was sprawled on the heated tiles of the poolside. He'd more or less pounced on her at random, having gotten himself so worked up in the hovercar on the way over to Bandar's estate, reading the brief, that he hadn't really taken much time to look around. When he'd entered he'd simply made a bee-line for the nearest crowd of servant girls, knowing that Bandar's impeccable taste in flesh would mean that they would all be knock-outs. And sure enough they were. The one underneath him, rubbing oil gently into his apple-sized balls and his trembling, baton-like cock, was the same bronze tan as all the rest that he could see, about three of them, clustered around urging him on and standing ready should he beckon them in to take part. The girl on the ground had a perfect heart-shaped face, with dark, liquid eyes and full lips, tinted a dark purple (almost black, in fact). She was in-keeping with the whole harem vibe, he guessed, being a sort of hyper-sexy arabian sex goddess, the kind of ripe slut that a prince of the desert might have carried off from a raid two and a half thousand years ago. The others were a variation on that theme, all with bee-stung lips and dark, exotic good looks. Their hair was cut various ways. Some wound into tight braids begging to be yanked on, others long and loose, for bunching up and gripping fistfuls of. Probably mainly sourced from one of the North African planets, he guessed, although almost any sex-industry planet could probably tailor-make a batch of girls like this up, given time and the right gene sequencing available to them. Each had a perfect, banging 'Class A' body, meaning they met the most stringent requirments of the Interstellar Elite Pleasure Oversight Body. The Oversight Body's omnbudsmen tested and evaluated widely to ensure that the Elite received only the finest in flesh for their pleasure. The 'Class B' and 'C' offerings were firmly directed towards the worker classes for their reward. 'Class A' bodies were pretty much all Alex, Lina and Bandar had ever had to screw, given that they were amongst the most wealthy of the Elite scions on the scene, and with all of his Bandar's father's great fortune, amassed over one thousand years at this point, Bandar didn't have to put his genetically-enhanced cock in anything but the absolute best. 'Class A' girls were the product of the same gene-splicing and careful scientific enhancement as the near perfect physique Alex and other members of the ruling Elite enjoyed. Soft, supple skin... Symmetrical, heart-stoppingly beautiful features, firm muscle-tone, carefully sculpted curves and the classic attributes that every Elite playboy wanted in his sexual playthings: Tits and ass. Despite the technological advances made possible by advanced biotech and cybernetics, some things never changed. These harem girls exposed acres of tanned, firm bosom between them. Bronzed, jiggling tit flesh was everywhere Alex looked, begging to be slathered with oil and fucked hard. 'Class A' titties looked perfect, gravity-defying and topped by thick nipples. But they felt even better when wrapped around an Elite cock, guided up and down by skilled and slutty hands. Each of these servants had been carefully trained, mainly through extensive virtual reality programming, until they had the equivalent of a PhD in hands-on erotic expertise. Grunting, Alex decided he'd had enough of the oil play he was enjoying from the girl underneath him. He liked them to rub his cock and balls as a prelude to sex, hoping that it might alleviate the 'problem' that he had been having of late. Like other male members of the Elite, Alex's enhancements were more drastic than those of the 'Class A' girls that he chose to take his pleasure with. His tall frame was packed with boosted muscle, layered over reinforced ligaments and tendons. His bones had been treated, in the womb, with strengthening agents. Outwardly, he looked like an almost cartoonish superhero, a greek god brought to life. But underneath the skin his biochemistry and internal organs, many enhanced, were even more cunningly constructed and boosted. In addition to the enhanced strength and wellbeing offered by his honed physiology, there were suites of sophisticated communications and security devices implanted within major muscle groups (mainly lying dormant, admittedly, and rarely required in an Elite's day to day existence). Aside from his steel-cable muscle tone, perfect metabolism and enhanced bodily functions, his reproductive system (his pleasure systems, more to the point) had been overhauled and significantly improved. His cock was a full fifteen inches when erect, and as thick as the wrist of some of the sluts he liked to stick it in. His balls were enlarged, to cope with his ehanced prostate function, apple-sized and invariably churning with hot cum. Under the skin, a thick auxilary system containing secondary pleasure centres and further sites for semen-production and storage ran from the base of his cock up into his lower abdomen, where a cybernetic double-prostate assisted the original prostate. A rich pleasure suite would heighten Alex's pleasure when he chose to orgasm... Or rather... When he was able to orgasm again.... ...For at the moment, Alex was struggling with a rather rare problem. He put it down to some misfiring neural pathway that hooked up to his modified pleasure systems. So far he'd put off going to a medic about the whole issue, out of pure bloody-mindedness. He was, in plain speak, so 'backed up' and congested with semen that he had a constant case of 'super blue balls'. As uncomfortable as it was, and as keen as he was to jism into some tight hole or all over one of the harem sluts before him, he seemed to simply be unable to! He was, at this point, seriously missing the three-to-ten-minute orgasms of which he was ordinarily capable of enjoying... Orgasms so toe-curlingly satisfying that he had, in the beginning, sometimes passed out from sheer pleasure. Groaning as the girl below him swiped a perfectly manicured finger over the puckered rosebud of his asshole, he grasped her by her hair (a mess of jet black braids) and flipped her roughly over onto her knees. Gasping with surprise, she found herself on her hands and knees, exposing a perfect ass to him. A fine gold chain bisected the perfect cheeks of her 'Class A' behind. Alex slapped her arse hard, watching the flesh jiggle pleasingly. 'Not bad, honey. You're good with your hands. Now we're going to see how tight this little ass of yours is.' Bandar had outdone himself with this batch, Alex admitted to himself. This bitch had the sort of peachy yet yielding ass that never quit. Hooking a finger through the chain-thong, he snapped it cleanly and held it dangling in his right hand. A harem girl who so closely resembled the one in front of him that she could have been her sister materialised at his side. Without really looking he raised the chain to her lips and rain it over them. A moment later she opened her mouth and he slid the chain into it, in a small ball. The busty slut backed out of sight, but a moment later he felt an oiled hand run down his back and begin to skillfully tease his asshole. 'Class A' girls were trained to note the sexual likes and dislikes of the Elite they serviced, and this one had evidently noted how he'd responded to the finger grazing his ass earlier. Why not, he mused... Perhaps a skilled finger up his ass, in due course, could help unclog whatever his cum-shooting problem was. His ass, like most Elite's, had been modified for additional pleasure through the addition of extra nerve endings. Growling, he took his penis in his his left hand and grabbed a handful of braids, pulling the slave girl in front of him back up against his muscled thighs. Her ass felt oily, soft and springy firm, all at once. Alex used his free hand to rub a thumb up through the cleft of her ass, making sure to give a firm scouring to her asshole. The girl whimpered, but he felt her ass flex with pleasure at the slight intrusion of his thumb. 'Yeah... I guess you liked that, huh? You're lucky! A few thousand years ago I would be giving you a cock and you wouldn't have any of the fancy genetic engineering to let you properly enjoy the whole thing!' Alex brought the thumb to his mouth and put it in, sucking thoughtfully. Bandar always insisted his girls have a few trademark touches. One of them was that each of his girls was 'flavoured' differently, because Bandar wanted anyone who was tasting his playthings with a sense of how refined he was. 'Vanilla', Alex laughed. The girls around him cooed with pleasure, including the one in front of him. 'Your ass tastes like vanilla.... Hmm... I think I preferred the mint flavouring from last month though. More refreshing. But the hell with it, let's see how how you handle me...' Alex then wedged the head of his thick cock against the girl's asshole, and prepared to make his entry. He could feel a hot warmth from her orfice, and the pleasing sensation of her firm cheeks on either side of him. In the warmth of the harem setting the girl was perspiring gently, and salty sweat beaded pleasantly on her ass and lower back. The head of his penis was a mass of nerve endings but also designed to be durable and relatively forgiving on the bodies of his fuck toys. The bulbous head, with an enlarged, winking, eye, was firm to the touch but not overly hard. It leaked a synthetic lubricant during sex, a sort of precum, which was also laced with a narcotic. The women he chose to screw could become, quite literally, addicted to his cock if they were exposed to the agent enough times. The enlarged eye, of course, was to help enable him to release the prodigious amounts of cum his cock was ordinarily capable of spurting. For a moment, before he buggered her, he considered asking the girl what her designation was (they all tended to have names, simple ones, in case an Elite wished to actually buy them for long-term use after a jaunt was over, or wished to single them out for a special bonus). But really, thought Alex, did her name matter a jot to him when all he wanted to was to get rid of this load of cum that was making him feel so backed-up? Grunting, he pushed his cock into her, simultaneously hauling her head back sharply. The giant head burrowed past the ring of her ass, and there was only a momentary resistance before it slickly gave to him. Alex sighed as he felt his bulbous tool push into the girl's yielding anal passage. His free hand began roughly squeezing her cheeks as he began to thrust smoothly. He never seemed to tire of anal, and it was usually a sure-fire recipe for blowing a load. 'Class A' girls had drum-tight anal channels once you were inside, them, and every now and then Bandar would throw in one with a bit of extra enhancement for a bit of a laugh. This one appeared to be one of the special ones, and he'd hit upon her by pure chance, thought Alex! Her anus appeared to have been boosted with a simple but effective enhancement. The tight ring of muscle had undoubtedly been modded for added elasticity and strength, but it had evidently also been tweaked for what was commonly called 'oscillation'. Her ringpiece was fluttering open and closed repeatedly on his cock.... Tight one minute (what could be called 'open') and then spasming shut suddenly ('closed'). The effect, like a handjob performed by her talented ringpiece, was immensely pleasurable as he slid his penis in and out. His bulbous head seemed to be rebounding off this and that deep inside her bowels, and that sensation was also quite pleasurable. But, not pleasurable enough. Despite buggering the harem girl for all he was worth, the churning in his balls did not feel like nearing eruption. After some 20 minutes of play which felt like it was beginning to border on 'work', Alex gave in and slid his penis without ceremony from the harem girl, who slumped in the tiles and panted. She probably weighed in at a mere sixty five kilos, if that, and sex with Alex's one hundred and twenty kilo body was practically an athletic event! Her asshole, visible between her pefect cheeks, continued to oscillate open and closed. A pair of big-titted babes knelt in front of Alex as he came slowly to his feet, grimacing in frustration. He allowed on of them, with dark ringlets and an unusually large chest (even for a 'Class A') to tongue-bath his penis, scouring off whatever internal juices (vanilla-flavoured or not) coated his cock. 'Hmm...' Alex sighed. 'This isn't really doing it for me. Bring me to wherever Bandar and Lina are. Now.' The busty harem girl nodded swiftly, and rose to her feet. Like most of their kind, the 'Class A' girls around him were designed to be, on average, no more than five ten. The Elite, tending to tower above six feet (even the females) tended to lord it over their playthings in height terms as well as in every other way. Some Elites even went as far as stretching to eight feet, although Alex felt that such size was overkill. As he walked, Alex barely noticed the perfect ass which swayed in front of him, bisected by a similar golden chain to the one he'd lately torn off his toy. Bandar and Lina turned out to be down a winding side-tunnel, in a perfumed alcove filled with cushions, divans and a large padded matted area which resembled a great bed set into a floor. The room was like a giant bed-chamber, clearly designed for one or more Elite to enjoy an orgy in semi-private. 'I hope I'm not interrupting' Alex shouted at the tangled flesh-piles in front of him. Bandar waved a hand, cheerily. One of Alex's oldest friends, he was clearly enjoying a sexual fantasy with this harem which was close to his family roots in the distant past. He was the sculpted ideal of an Arab prince of the desert, all golden skin and dashing good looks (even with his deliberately imperfect hooked nose), reclining on a pile of cushions, receiving a hand massage from a veiled, busty beauty on his left and right. They were rubbing scented oils into Bandar's hands, lingering over each finger. The veils, obscuring all of their faces except teasing kohl-darkened eyes, were pure theatre and typical of Bandar. Bandar was unusually short for an Elite, coming to only six-feet two-inches tall. However, he had the powerful musculature of someone designed mainly for low gravity planetary life (and indeed, many of Bandar's family investments were on such planets). He must have weighed in at nearly one hundred and forty kilos of pure beef, guessed Alex. His friend had massive, sloping traps, enormous arms and a thick body cabled with muscle all over. Around one of Bandar's forearms wrapped a curious black tribal tattoo which he claimed he had gotten hand-poked in the traditional fashion on some back-water planet. The focus of Bandar's attention was the impressive specimen bouncing up and down in front of him on his penis. This particular 'Class A' was clearly an expensive specimen. 'Amazing, isn't she?' Bandar gasped in pleasure, incling his head at the woman riding him. 'I imported her from New Sweden. I know she's not very 'period correct' for today's harem fantasy, but I was mad to try her out again. Err.. And I suppose we could say she's some kind of captured viking slave, brought back to pleasure the master of the harem, or something... It's weak I know, but look at the tits on her! I call her Kristina...' Kristina was a knockout, clearly based on the archetypical "old earth" Scandinavian blonde that formed the base for many, many 'Class A' girls, and perhaps a majority of the 'Class B' and 'Class C' girls that the underclasses were able to pay to spend time with. She was unusually tall, for a made-to-order sex servant- flirting with breaking the six foot height barrier. It would not have been illegal if she were taller, but it would have been considered a breach of decorum. Elites, as a rule, preferred it if the help were immediately recognisable by their lower height. She looked like some kind of barbarian viking princess, capable for warding off a bearded raider with a sword, if it came to it. There was some pretty solid muscle on her frame. Despite the hard-body, however, she was evidently still blessed with abundant tits and ass, as evidenced by the perfect rack which she massaged and rubbed oil into under Bandar's gaze. Alex could make out a delightful little pink ringpiece peeking out from between perfect ass cheeks. Luxurious blond hair cascaded down her back in an artfully arranged mess. Completing the barbarian playmate look was a lusty, fulsomely good-looking face, a button nose and full, inviting, lips. Licking his lips, he found himself wondering what Bandar had had her flavoured with? Ice wine? Strawberries? Mint again? Bandar grunted as Kristina skillfully rode his massive cock, grinding her wet pussy down on the shaft. A squelching noise filled the chamber, and over that the woman added a constant decadent moaning and gasping. Bandar was pleasantly endowed, and his penis was likely capable of secreting the same pleasure-enhancing drugs as Alex's own, he guessed. If Bandar had fucked Kirstina several times since he'd signed for her delivery, the chances were she was already totally hooked on his man meat. 'You like Bandar's little toy, Alex?' The sultry voice was that of Lina, the other Elite in his circle of friends. She was the favoured daughter of a well-connected shipbuilding magnate. 3000AD: Pleasures of the Elite Lina was actually taller than Bandar, coming in at six-foot four-inches tall, capable of almost looking Alex in the eye. She was an intoxicating Elite beauty, even amongst the other Elite females he knew. When servant and worker classes looked at Lina, they would probably see something like a goddess of the old legends brought to life: Both terrible and beautiful to behold! As sultry and desirable as Aphrodite, but as wicked and dangerous as Morgana Le Fay. She had been genetically constructed in minute detail, as was the fashion, to represent about as close to female perfection as money could buy (even in a world of 'Class A' girls). Lina was like a tall, blooming rose, rising up amongst the harem girls who clustered around her. Despite her great height Lina was willowy, her physique athletic but not as overly muscled as male Elites tended to be. She had long, immaculately sculpted legs reaching up to pleasingly flared hips, a firm abdomen with a hint of a six pack, and a bountiful pair of tits which strained against the flimsy arabian nights styled halter top she still wore. Because of her great height, and the fact that everything was to scale, Lina's rack was actually impressively large, outdoing those of the the harem sluts clustered around by some margin. The flimsy floss thong and shimmering see-through skirt Lina had worn into the harem had been discarded, apparently. Alex had long admired the perfect rear possessed by his friend, a truly inspired butt which was capable of mesmerizing all who beheld it. Her facial features had an icy quality. Full, ripe lips, and a high, proud bone structure which suggested clear Scandinavian influence in the bone structure. Lina's hair was gleaming gold, braided carefully by servant girls in a complex arrangement that feel halfway down her smooth back. Her eyes, as ever, were the steely blue white of arctic waters. Lina's tastes were tied up with the psychological as much as the physical. Whereas Bandar was always eagerly plowing his cock into whatever prime piece of flesh caught his attention, Lina tended to enjoy standing back and watching more, and seizing the key moment to take her sexual release. She had a slightly domineering streak, and in the time that Alex had known her he had witnessed her being more rough on some of the girls she fucked than he was apt to be himself. For despite lacking a cock at birth, Lina usually travelled with an array of sophisticated sex toys, including a vat-grown strap-on organic cock, which hooked up wirelessly to pleasure centres in her brain. When she slipped on her 'black mamba' prosthetic cock she could bugger their toys right alongside Bandar and Alex, if she wished, and he knew she took great pleasure from sometimes roughing up a 'Class A' more than she probably should. Right now, though, Lina had a worshipful pair of harem girls massaging her legs and tummy, whilst a third figure knelt submissively between her legs and ate her out. The kneeler, Alex knew, was actually a member of Lina's personal staff, a lithe asian in a white skin-tight catsuit who had been made-to-order by Lina in the same way that Kristina had been by Bandar. The asian, Aoki, was her mistresses' favourite fellatrix. The servant's trim body contained an alluring secret: A genetically-enhanced tongue which could stretch out to plug an ass or vagina in a most pleasing manner. Aoki's eel-like tongue was frequently called on by Lina when she was partaking of one of her favourite past-times: Watching Alex and Bandar in action. 'This new toy... Kristina?... A nice piece of ass, Bandar, I'll grant that... I might even take her off your hands when you get tired of her. I wouldn't mind bending that ass over and reaming it out. ...But who does she remind you of?' Lina grinned wickedly. In a flash, Alex had it... Kristina (Viking princess sex toy). Lina (Viking goddess perfection). Bandar had made what was sometimes called a "proxy fuck toy". The same blonde, Scandinavian babe basline, but brought to a heightened level of perfection! The main difference was that even a very well-crafted 'Class A' (and Kristina was) couldn't hold a handle to Lina. Where Kristina's frame was six feet of busty perfection, topped with a warm, smiling face, Lina had several inches more to make use of and was, overall, just a different level of physical excellence, as befitted an Elite. As a result, with her added height, she had an imperious, glacial quality that seemed to reduce the likes of Kristina, and practically every other woman in her vicinity, to looking like poor seconds. Bandar tried to protest that no similarity had been intended, but Lina waved him down with a laugh. 'Oh it's OK, Bandar dear, I know that you've been lusting after me for decades now. Probably going to sleep most nights dreaming of somehow getting me into your bed and under your power. I take it as a compliment that you had a little slut like this made up to order. I hope you enjoy nailing her. It's just a shame you'll never get to try the real thing...' Likely Bandar never would, mused Alex. For given the power-plays and sometimes rough sex that Elites favoured, it was rare for them to voluntarily submit to each other. Given a chance, Bandar would not have been content to merely have sex with Lina, his high sex drive and taste for domination would likely have demanded that she been wholly and completed fucked into submission. And Lina's pride would not have allowed that to happen. Hence they tended to stick to enjoying safe and biddable 'Class A' girls. 'Poor Alex,' Lina grinned at him. 'Still can't cum?' Alex sighed, and shrugged. 'No joy. I tried fucking a nice piece by the pool, but even giving it to her right in the ass just didn't seem to get me going properly. I normally like it when they start squealing, it eggs me on to shoot in them.... but this time... Nothing doing.' Bandar and Lina made sympathetic noises, but after a moment Bandar pushed the girls around him away and scrambled to his feet, casually dislodging Kirstina, who feel backwards onto her behind with a surprised gasp. Her tits jiggled pleasantly, still standing high on her chest even though she was now leaning back. Bandar's cock, freed from Kristina's snatch, was massive and slapped wetly off the girl's face as he came to stand in front of her. 'Sorry for your trouble, my friend, and not to rub it in... But, er, I feel like it's time to cum myself.' Bandar's hands were a blur on his thick shaft as he rubbed the head of his cock on Kristina's tongue and over her lips. The hole oozed glistening pre-cum and as Bandar slathered the head of his penis all over her face the casual force of his movements, unaware as he was of his own strength, was rocking Kristina's head back on her shoulders. Her mouth was open and she was beginning to moan as he jacked off into her face. 'I want to dump the first load right into her belly. Let her get a taste for me.' Lina gasped off to the side, and Alex guessed that she was joining Bandar in orgasm, Aoki's clever tongue undoubtedly doing its work, which left him feeling even more dejected. 'AAAAAArrrrrrrggh.... Take it! TAKE IT YOU SLUT! AAAAaaah' Bandar's cock was erupting. He staggered back a step from Kristina, rocked by the very force of the orgasm shooting through him. Alex could barely remember what it was like to cum like that. It had only been weeks, but already the toe-curling and intense pleaure of the multilayered customised (multiple orgasm) that his Elite body was gifted with seemed like a whole lifetime ago. Bandar was shooting thick, chunky ropes of jism. The first blast had clearly gone straight into the girl's mouth, alright, and the continuing stream splashed wetly over the bridge of Kristina's nose. It was swiftly followed by three more ropey lengths that soaked the beauty's lips and throat. A moment later Bandar's stomach tensed and rippled and his second wave of loads began issuing forth. These cumshots were even thicker, punching through the air in warm white tendrils and landing with liquid explosions on the perfect rack that Kristina now offered up. 'Oh, Bandar! Nicely done... That's a thick load for the slut. I'm sure they adore a warm face-full like that.' Lina clapped her hands at her friend's performance. After a full ten seconds of impressive shooting, Bandar had gushed out the lion's share of his cum and Kristina was panting with pleasure. Still on her knees, and with her whole face, rack and belly thoroughly caked with warm jism. Bandar staggered over towards Alex, ignoring her, and flopped onto a pile of cushions. His cock had become a little limper, but still hung to his knees. The head of his cock continued to wink open wetly, and a thin trail of cum still seeped forth onto the cushions. His orgasm was likely still ticking away quietly at a lower intensity and would take several minutes to finish. Bandar periodically shivered with satisfaction as a particular nuance of the pleasure rush hit him. 'Fuck, that was good, my friend. We'll have to find a way to solve your problem so you can have one of those again.' Bandar looked up at Alex sympathetically. Lina, recovering from a very pleasant set of orgasms herself, nodded, and shooed away the 'Class A's who had knelt around her. The two harem girls she gestured to leave them, and the pair scurried off towards the exit. Aoki remained at her mistresses' side for a moment, head down and quietly awaiting any further directions. The high, tilted eyes and cool beauty were pleasant enough, but Alex's pleasant memories of the girl were mainly based on the time Lina had instructed her to insert her clever, writhing tongue, all the way up Alex's ass. It had ensured a very pleasant orgasm, he recalled. His spasming asshole, tightening as he came, had surprised poor Aoki, whose tongue had been trapped firmly in his ass until his cumming subsided. They had all chuckled about it later. Lina inclined her head to the asian and pointed at Kristina, who was still kneeling and covered with cum off to the side of the room. 'Darling, why don't you lick up all of the hot cum from Bandar's little slut? It would be a shame to waste it and I know you so enjoy tasting Bandar's special jism'. The asian bowed at the waist, and moved, with liquid grace, to follow her mistresses bidding. Alex noted a sinuous tongue, perfectly pink, emerge from the asian's pretty mouth, and begin to lap up the drying semen. Kristina giggled with pleasure. 'As for you, Alex...' Lina stopped before him, a picture of Elite perfection, and tapped one long-fingered hand thoughtfully against her bee stung lips. 'I think I might have a solution to your annoying problem. I think perhaps what you need is for someone... Suitably equipped and of a like mind... To take you in hand'. Alex raised his eyebrows. 'Er.. Your meaning?' Lina grinned. 'Well, ordinarily I would never dream of letting one of you two fuck this perfect body...' (She cupped her breasts and trailed a hand down her smooth abdomen) '....But seeing as you're in a particularly tight spot I'm kindly disposed as it happens.' Bandar hooted with laughter and winked at Alex. 'Better be careful, Alex! She can probably unplug you alright, but she'll probably make you sign a contract that puts the love-making firmly on her terms. And she's apt to get rough sometimes.' Lina shrugged and looked at Alex challengingly. 'Maybe I will, maybe I won't. But I believe that Alex is desperate enough to cum that he might just make a deal with the devil if it helps him out.' She licked his licks wickedly, and Alex felt his cock twitch against his thigh. He started to smile a little, and shrugged. 'I accept.' Lina clapped her hands together and Bandar covered his eyes in mock despair. 'Well then, dear Alex...' Lina slid an arm through his, and guided him towards the doorway. 'We'll just need to get the lawyers in to sign a memorandum of agreement before we do the dirty deed. I just have... A few specific conditions... A few little fantasies that I plan to use your scrumptious Elite body to fulfill...' Alex wondered what he was getting himself into, but found that he was feeling rather randy and optimistic all the same. (There may be further adventures set in the society of 3000AD: Pleasures in the future... Feedback below welcomed on what themes or settings you'd like more of, please!)