Disclaimer: This story serial is definitely NOT for children. It contains scenes of explicit sex, bondage and even some rape. Don’t read it if it’s not legal for you to in your domicile. Oh…and before I forget…Whoo Monster Sex!!!

I spent my summer vacation as a sex slave in outer space

By The Playing Mantis

Chapter 2

I suppose I should tell you what happened while I was at that brothel, but there really aren’t all that many stories that take place there that were all that interesting. However, I do suppose that my very first client was what most would call disgusting and horrific. I wouldn’t call him either, but that’s just me. But, I suppose I should let you people figure it out for yourselves. Well, I guess I should start at around the same time I left off before, then. Let’s see, we left off where I was about to undergo my surgery. Well, the surgery went on while I was unconscious, so I suppose we can pick up when I woke up.

As you could probably guess, I was a little groggy due to the whole ‘being under for at least four earth hours’ thing. I looked around and saw Dr. Gelm standing there looking down at me with a sad smile on her face. “Wha…?” was about all I could say at that time. “Whe…who…buh…?” I tried to push myself up, but Dr. Gelm just held me down; a rather easy task considering how drugged up I was.

“Now, don’t be so hasty,” said Dr. Gelm quietly. “You won’t be working for a few days, so just relax and enjoy the short rest. Mostly because you won’t be getting much after you recover.”

I was amazed at the fact that I while I couldn’t form a coherent statement, I could understand everything she told me. So I merely nodded and closed my eyes. I’m not entirely certain how long I was out after that, but I do remember Dr. Gelm occasionally coming in to check up on me. It was a nice little spot of kindness that I latched onto as much as possible, because I knew it wouldn’t last. And, sure enough, in two days I was ordered to leave the sick bay, regardless of my health. Dr. Gelm wasn’t all that happy about it, but there was nothing she could do. It was an order from Sivelak himself. I was assigned a room. There were already three prostitutes using it for sleeping quarters and I was nervous. Not only were these women of the world, so to speak, they would also be aliens, and I didn’t know how I would react to them. I was just hoping I would be able to look at them without throwing up. I was sure they would take that as an insult. I searched the building for what felt like an hour before I found my room. I timidly knocked on the door and jumped when it immediately opened and a blue-skinned woman peeked her head out. “What do you want?” she asked crankily.

I opened my mouth to speak, but found that my ability to form a coherent thought had been hampered slightly. “I…uh…but…well I…uh…” I stammered helplessly, causing the woman to frown and shake her head a little.

“Damn translator must be on the fritz again,” she said. She looked back into the room and said, “Hey, Oolna! Say something!”

“What the hell are you going on about now?” growled a voice that sounded like it was hampered by lots and lots of teeth.

“I can’t understand a word this girl is saying,” said the woman angrily. “I thought it might be a translator glitch.”

The woman was pushed out of the way as a large feral looking thing with black fur covering it’s entire body opened the door and looked out at me. It had horrifically long claws and I could see a lot of sharp teeth in it’s mouth. It grinned as it said, “Well, what a cute little creature we’ve got here.” I swallowed and backed up a step as it started walking up to me, licking it’s lips. “It looks positively delicious.” I continued backing up slowly, until I hit the wall. I was trembling furiously and I’m not certain, but I’m sure I must have started crying.

“Oh stop it, you knucklehead,” said a third voice that I somehow recognized. “You’re scaring her!”

“That’s the point,” said the furry one, suddenly having a very feminine sounding voice. “You always ruin my fun.” She went back into the room and a third alien came out. It was the one that had been talking in the hallway after I had come out of Sivelak’s office. She was tall and appeared to have a really good tan, but I couldn’t tell if that was her normal skin color or not. But, what really struck me is that …well, she was a cat girl. Even though I never got into anime like most of my friends, I’ve seen enough to recognize the signs. The cat ears and tail were the biggest, of course. Her hair/fur was a pale white, but she had a hint of black on the tip of her tail. But, above all else, she had to be the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, with her golden eyes and hair that reached down to her butt.

“You’ll have to forgive Oolna,” she said with a smile. “She enjoys scaring people whenever she can, but she’s really just a big Teddy Bear.” She looked me up and down before nodding. “You’re the new girl…am I correct?”

“Uh…I yes…” I stammered.

“Well then, let me introduce myself and the others,” she said as she grabbed my arm and dragged me into the room. “You’ve already met Oolna,” she said, pointing at the furry woman who was now sitting in a chair, reading a book. Oolna waved happily at me, baring her teeth again, causing me to shiver.

“Oooh, she scares easy,” said Oolna excitedly, “I’m going to like her!”

“The one that answered the door is Loof,” said my guide as she pointed at the blue skinned woman, who was in the middle of changing.

“Sorry for not shaking hands or anything, but…well…” said Loof as she gestured to her limbs that were long, slimy tentacles with what looked like poison stingers at the tips.

“Uh…yeah…” I said, thankful that these people seemed to be friendly enough. “And I’ve already met you…sort of…” I said to my guide.

“Yes,” she said apologetically, “I’m sorry I didn’t help you, but Sivelak would have found out and we both would have been in a world of hurt. Especially me. My name is Kavlier. (It’s pronounced Kav-Lee-Ay) And the boss said that your name is Yoriko.”

“Yes,” I said quietly. “Yoriko Kobayashi.”

“Wow,” said Oolna, “You have two names? You must be someone really special on your home planet!”

“No,” I said, blushing profusely. “All people on earth have a first and last name. The first name is for your own personal individuality, and the last name is your family name.”

“You people actually care about what family you come from?” asked Loof as she raised an eyebrow. “How odd.”

“Yes, well that doesn’t really matter now, does it?” said Kavlier as she shooed me over to one of the beds. “You’ve got to get ready for your first day on the job, otherwise you’ll be punished.”

“Yeah,” said Oolna as she shuddered, “He’ll fuck you again…”

“Don’t remind me of that horrific experience!” snarled Loof.

“Knock it off you two, she’s scared enough as it is. Here are your work clothes,” said Kavlier as she handed me another school jumper. I rolled my eyes as I went about changing into it. “It’s a very interesting outfit. I’m not used to it myself.” She shrugged and changed the subject. “So, how long were you doing this before you got shanghaied?”

“I was a virgin before I was brought here,” I mumbled, causing Kavlier’s eyes to narrow.

“So Sivelak was your first time…” she hissed. I silently nodded and felt the tears coming before I felt soft arms wrapping around me. “I’m so sorry to hear that,” said Kavlier quietly as she held me. I gripped her arms tightly, needing to be held more than anything.

“I need to get changed,” I said as I wiped the tears from my eyes and sniffled a little. Kavlier let me go and I slipped out of my old outfit. I tossed it aside and took off my bra and panties too. It was then that I realized that I had never bothered to look at my new breasts. They were definitely bigger than before and they were also perkier looking. And I couldn’t hide my shock at not seeing any scars or anything. I looked up and saw the other three appraising my body. I blushed and started talking, if only to get my mind off of their gazes. “It’s rather odd, actually,” I rambled, “I wasn’t supposed to be let out of the sick bay for another day, but Sivelak made me get ready for today.”

“Wait…what?” said Oolna before she looked at the calendar hanging on the wall. “Oh shit! It’s THAT day!”

“What?!” cried Loof. “He can’t be serious! It’s her first day!”

“What’s going on?!” asked, getting alarmed.

“How did you handle your exhibition?” asked Kavlier.

“What?” I asked, unable to tell where this was coming from. “I don’t know. The investors and clients seemed to like me.” I smiled as I remembered my other encounter. “And I really liked Jo Jo.”

The three women froze for a second before Kavlier licked her lips and quietly asked, “Did you just say, you liked Jo Jo?”

“Yes,” I said, “He was so gentle with me. But he wasn’t allowed to cum…that wasn’t fair.”

“Jo Jo was…gentle…” said Loof as her eye twitched. I nodded and smiled. She and Oolna exchanged glances.

“Well, that’s definitely a first,” said Kavlier. “He’s the most brutal Diligan that Sivelak uses to rape the new girls.”

“Count Biloban will have noticed that as well,” said Oolna. “And he’ll want to try you out today. He always tries out any girls who are new when he shows up for his monthly visit, but you’ve proven yourself to be special, so he’s got to be even more excited than usual. Sivelak pulled you from sick bay early so that he would be the first client to have you.”

“Be forewarned,” said Loof seriously. “He’s not pleasant…and neither is his private room.” She quickly finished changing and headed to the door, followed by Oolna. She opened the door and paused, looking back at me and saying, “Good luck, young one.” Oolna gave me the thumbs up, which was rather odd looking since she didn’t have thumbs, but I knew that’s what she was trying to do.

As they exited Kavlier said, “Quick, put your clothes on. We have to go!” I quickly got dressed and followed Kavlier out the door and down the hall. She led me to a large room with a lot of different kinds of seats in them. “Try to find one that looks comfortable,” she whispered to me. I looked around at all of the chairs and sofas and divans, trying desperately to ignore all of the eyes that were staring at me. I eventually chose a cute little love seat that seemed to be made out of satin. As I walked over to it, I could feel every eye in the room following me. I sat down on it and tried to mimic one of the sexy poses that the others girls were doing…but I must have looked like an idiot because the other girls started laughing. “All right, cut it out,” said Kavlier even though she had a smile on her face too. She walked over to me and sat down. “The effort is there…but it wasn’t you. Try something that you think would attract a male of your species.”

“But, how would that work here?” I asked. “There aren’t any humans here…other than me.”

Kavlier sighed and frowned before looking around and saying, “Look at Loof over there. It’s impossible that she’ll get chosen by a male Slargian, but she’s still doing that little shoulder roll thing that makes Slargian males drool. Oolna is sitting in a traditional pose of her species that says that she is in heat and will fuck anything that propositions her. And while she won’t see anyone of her kind here, she’s still doing it. And do you know why they still pose like that?”

“Because sexy is universal?” I answered questioningly.

“No, because se…ah. Uh well, yes actually,” replied Kavlier, somewhat surprised that I got it right. “If you know you’re being sexy, it’ll translate to the clients. So, how do earth women normally attract mates?”

“Uh…it’s really complicated,” I said. “It involves wearing makeup and sexy dresses…and well, getting the men drunk helps too.”

Kavlier laughed heartily. “Well, that’s something all women have in common!” she said. “But, don’t forget, here you have nothing except yourself, so you have be sexy without any of that other stuff. How would you, in that uniform and without any makeup or booze, attract a man? Show me.” I thought about it for a short while before deciding that whatever I did had to show off a small bit of my panties. So, I put one foot up on the love seat, making sure that my skirt slipped up so you could only get a glimpse of my panties. Then I leaned back against the back of the seat and draped my arm over the arm. I felt kind of silly, but Kavlier looked at me and nodded. “Not bad,” she said, “Now you just have to feel the way that you look and you’ll be set.”

“But…I don’t want to feel sexy…” I mumbled. “I want to go home and pretend this whole ordeal was a bad dream.”

“I don’t doubt that,” said Kavlier, “but there’s nothing you can do about your fate anymore, so you may as well just get used to it. None of us chose to be here. Some of us were kidnapped and sold into slavery like you, some of us are on the run from the police and some of us just don’t have anywhere else to go. You don’t become a prostitute because you want to. You do because it’s forced on you.”

I blushed and nodded, hanging my head down. Kavlier responded by starting to tickle me. “Hey…no fair!” I cried as I started to giggle.

“That’s better,” she said, not letting up. “I wondered what you would look like with a smile on your face. You should smile more often. You’re quite pretty.” I had to have looked the color of a tomato because I started blushing even more. Just being called pretty was enough to turn my face red, but when a gorgeous creature such as her does it, it really makes me embarrassed. I was about to respond to her when a piercing wail shot through the room. I had to cover my ears, and a few of the other girls did too. “It’s time,” said Kavlier. “Remember, if you feel sexy, you will be, don’t take any bullshit from any customer and, above all, enjoy yourself.” I nodded sadly as the two of us got into our positions, but I fell out of mine when the room started to rotate. Kavlier helped me back up and we quickly reinstated ourselves before the room turned to put us in front of the public.

Well, public may be too grandiose a word for one person. Okay, two, but Sivelak doesn’t count. I tried to hide my confusion as best I could. “You all look lovely as always,” said the…person in front of us. I recognized his voice as the one who had the British accent from before. I would say that he looked like a normal bald human male, if only because saying someone looked like a hideous tub of lard wouldn’t be very polite. And, in all truth, that wouldn’t be so bad either if he had been wearing more than a speedo! His body was completely hairless and I could see sweat pouring off of his body, giving his skin a slimy sheen to it. I have to tell you, I felt like throwing up, because I knew I had to fuck him. Count Biloban looked around and smiled. “I see some new faces,” he said happily. “If you are new, kindly stand and show me what you look like!” I hesitated, but felt Kavlier kick me, so I stood up. I was the only one. Sivelak didn’t hesitate and pressed a few buttons on his remote, causing a few girls to fall to the ground. “I say, that’s rather vulgar,” said Count Biloban as Sivelak pressed the buttons again, allowing the girls to breath again. “I really wish you wouldn’t do that. After all, it’s not like I didn’t know already.” He looked at me and smiled. “But you stood up. That takes not only a great deal of honesty but also a lot of courage. Or was it fear of him and his little toy?”

I licked my trembling lips, wondering if I should answer or not. The count saw my plight and gestured for me to speak, so I said, “Well, in all truth, I didn’t know he was planning on using that evil thing. I just got up…because you asked me too.” I looked side-long at Kavlier and she nodded imperceptibly.

The count laughed merrily at my comment and said, “Well, at least you’re being slightly honest. I doubt you got up without some help. Surely you’ve heard of my reputation.”

“That may be true, but don’t call me Shirley,” I said before I could stop myself. I slapped my hand to my mouth and felt the color drain from my face.

The count looked blankly at me for a second before laughing out loud again. “Oh, I knew I would like her!” he chuckled happily. “She’s got spirit! I think I’ll take her for the whole day!” I heard a sharp intake of breath behind me, but wisely chose to not make any sign that I had heard it.

“Of course, sir,” said Sivelak graciously as he waved me over.

I quietly walked over to the two men and heard count Biloban ask, “Is my room ready?”

“Always ready for you, sir,” said Sivelak with a smile. When Count Biloban was looking at me I could have sworn I heard Sivelak mutter, “As if anyone else would use that place…” under his breath. I shivered with loathing as my imagination ran wild with all the possible ways that the room could be disgusting.

The count took my hand and escorted me out of the room. I gave one last look at Kavlier, who merely winked at me, afraid to do anything more in front of Sivelak. “I do realize that that nasty Sivelak scares you, but don’t be afraid to speak frankly in front of me, my dear,” said the count as we walked down a long hallway and emerged in the foyer of the building. I recognized the slug-lady behind the desk. “I’ll be with her in my private room all day, Estrallian,” he said to her as we started to walk past.

“Hold it!” said Estrellian, causing us to stop. “She’s new, right?” she asked. We both nodded. “Well then, she gets a credstick.”

“Ah yes,” said Count Biloban with a smile. “I’m going to be your first client! I had forgotten. I am so very sorry. Do forgive me, please.”

“Huh?” I asked dumbly as I was shoved to the desk. “Credstick? When did I become a Shadowrunner?” What? I may not have been into anime, but I liked roleplaying.

Count Biloban looked at me funny, before saying, “It’s the translator. If there’s a term that doesn’t make sense to you in the way that we mean it, it will take a word from your vocabulary and insert it.”

“That’s all well and good,” I said as I took what looked like a piece of blue Pocky from Estrellian, “But what is it for?”

“For your tips, of course,” replied the count as he, again, grabbed my arm and dragged me along in his wake.

“Tips?” I asked, “But, Sivelak said that I wasn’t getting paid, because I’m a slave.”

“It’s true that you’re not being paid in full,” said Count Biloban conversationally. “However, rules state that anyone who is a slave working on this station is allowed to have the ability to buy their own freedom…eventually.”

“That’s just stupid!” I said. “Does this money work anywhere other than on this station?”

“Nope,” replied the count. “It can only be used here.”

“Then, in other words, if we buy our freedom, we still have no choice but to work here because we have no money!” I said angrily.

“You really are a smart girl,” said the count happily as he stopped in front of a door. “Not many of the girls think of that right from the start.” He shrugged. “Ah well, we’re here. Why don’t I show you exactly what gives me my reputation.”

I shivered again as I saw him pull out a key and unlock the door before slowly swinging it open. I swallowed and peeked inside. “Actually, it’s sort of a let down,” I said as I entered the barren room. There was literally nothing in it except for four walls and the two of us.

The count chuckled slightly, closing the door before saying, “Well, it’s only as barren as your imagination.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“Think of something you’d like to see,” he said with a smile. “Anything at all.” I shrugged and thought carefully about what I’d like to see. I thought I’d like to see Sivelak pay for what he did to me…and suddenly Sivelak appeared in front of me, being whipped by Kavlier. There was a long line of girls behind her too. “I see…” said the count behind me, making me jump. “Oh well, you’re not the first girl to have that thought. But, can we be a little more serious about this? Think of your ultimate sexual fantasy.” I was loathe to think of anything sexual in front of him, but as soon as he made me think about it…it appeared in front of us. Two of the hunkiest boys in my class were sitting in a hot tub, beckoning for me. I licked my lips as I looked at them and, even though I knew it wasn’t really them, I silently took a step forward. I started to wonder what it would look like if I was actually in there with them. Immediately, the scene shifted slightly and I watched myself get double teamed by them.

“That’s so surreal…” I whispered as I watched myself get reamed in both my pussy and ass by…what were their names again? Oh yeah…Patrick and Ron. Ron was behind me, thrusting into my ass and gripping my breasts while Patrick was fucking my pussy and kissing me. That’s not to say I wasn’t kissing him back. Actually, we were kissing each other furiously, like our lives depended on it.

“Hmmm…interesting,” I heard the count’s voice say behind me. “I’ve been looking up some information on your species ever since Sivelak brought you in, and one thing that intrigued me was the human notion of food being a sexual thing as well. Some of the information must have been archaic because it mentioned those tub-things there being filled with a substance known as Chocolate Pudding.” As soon as he said that, my eyes widened as I saw the scene change in front of me. Patrick was still fucking me, but he was fucking me from behind and the hot tub was full of chocolate pudding that I was alternately rubbing on to and licking off of Ron’s cock.

“Stop that!” I cried as I turned away, clamped my eyes shut and blushed. “I’m not into that kind of thing!” I only opened my eyes again when I stopped hearing the sounds of sex coming from behind me. Count Biloban was staring me in the face. He had an eyebrow arched as if he was confused by something.

“So, it’s true then…?” he asked.

“Is what true then?” I asked.

“Well,” said the count as he stepped around me and walked through the room, “there had been rumors of a planet out in the far reaches of the galaxy where the females of the dominant species are so into sex that they’ll fuck any man at the drop of a hat.” As he walked through the room, different scenes of him and me fucking in different positions popped up in his wake. I swallowed as I tried to ignore them, but the passionate groans that were emanating from the ‘me’s were very…uh…insistent. It was like he was seducing me without even touching me…and I hated myself at the time, because it was working. Each moan from ‘my’ mouth, each gentle squish of ‘his’ cock thrusting into ‘me’ just turned me on even more. Because, regardless of what position we were in, he WAS being gentle. But, before too long, I couldn’t take it any more.

“Stop it!” I cried, desperately gripping my hands together so that they wouldn’t rush to my panties. I knew they were wet, and I knew it was because of what Biloban was showing me, but I didn’t want him to know that.

Biloban stopped dead when I cried and looked behind him. “Oh, sorry,” he said apologetically. “Right hand doesn’t know and all that.” The horrifically erotic orgy disappeared in the wink of an eye as he looked at me and said, “How far did I get before you lost me.”

I blushed. The bastard knew that it had turned me on, had probably planned it, and was now rubbing it in my face. But I refused to let him win me over so easily. “Drop of a hat…” I said.

“Right,” he said, unfazed at all, “I didn’t believe any of it until Sivelak claimed to have found the planet and managed to procure a young girl from there. That would be you. Even then I was skeptical until I saw how you handled Jo Jo. He’s a nasty brute to everyone else. Even his trainer. But, he seemed to take a shine to you.”

“Yes,” I said with a frown, “I’ve been told of Jo Jo’s normal behavior by my new roommates. But, I can’t believe that someone as gentle as Jo Jo could be the nasty brute that they say he is.”

The count looked at me strangely for a second before continuing. “As I was saying, I was elated to have been proven wrong. After all, who wouldn’t like to deal with a planet full of nymphomaniacs?”

“That’s not what we’re like…” I mumbled sadly.

“Yes, well,” he said calmly, “after seeing your reactions just now, I’m forced to agree with you and accept my earlier opinions after all. Your people aren’t any different from girls anywhere else, are they?”

I think the count was looking at me when he posed his question to me, but I had my head hanging down, so I can’t be sure. But, I do know that I was fighting back tears when I spoke to him. “Count,” I said, “I don’t know all that much about girls from other planets. Hell, our planet still hasn’t made interstellar contact yet. What I do know is that I was kidnapped from my home planet and brought here, against my will, only to have my virginity taken away by the apparent scum of the universe and sold into sexual slavery to him until I’ve gotten enough money from ‘tips’ to buy my freedom and get PAID to fuck random alien guys instead.” My head slowly rose and I looked him square in the eye as I said, “My species, human by the way, may be a little more into sex than most of you, but that doesn’t give you the right to pull any of this bullshit!” Tears were streaming down my face as I almost screamed, “I’m sorry if I’m not interested in giving you a decent philosophical conversation but my mind is still trying to wrap around the fact that I’m going to be working in an alien brothel for the rest of my, extremely elongated, life, so could we just fuck and be done with the whole thing already?!” The count looked at me for a few seconds before slowly padding over to me. I trembled as he put his hand under my chin and lifted my face up. He looked into my tear-filled eyes, slowly leaned his head in and kissed me gently on the lips. I slowly closed my eyes, expecting him to lay me down and have his way with me, but, instead, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly.

“I’m sorry if I upset you, child,” he said quietly. My body shuddered as I felt his right hand travel up my back. I thought he was going for my bra, but he just started to gently stroke my hair. The feeling had a calming influence on me, more so than I expected. But I almost screamed when another scene of him fucking me appeared behind him.

The scene showed him lying on top of me. He was still stroking my hair, but he was also stroking his cock inside of me. I could actually see his cock stretching my pussy as he slowly pumped inside of my, obviously willing, cunt. “I thought I told you to stop that…” I panted, the scene turning me on more than I felt was necessary.

The count turned around and noticed what was going on. When he turned around, he was smiling slightly. “That’s not mine,” he said. “I was only trying to comfort you. That scene is yours. And I should know…I usually increase my dick size more than that.”

“That’s not possible…” I stammered as I backed away from him. “I’m not that kind of girl…I don’t even know you! Stop it!”

“Now, see here,” said the count testily, “You really shouldn’t yell at me about that. If you want it gone, stop thinking about it.”

“I can’t…not while it’s there!” I cried, starting to panic. “I have to get out of this room! Where’s the door?!” I turned to look for the door, scared of what might pop into my head and then pop up in front of me. But, my fear made all of the different kinds of sexual kinks that I had always found disgusting to rear their ugly heads. I guess the best way to describe that would be when you’re trying desperately to think of something to calm yourself down and all you can think about is your worst fear…or something like that… Anyway, as soon as I found the door, up popped a scene of me wrapped up tightly in ropes, naked. One of the creepy looking guys from school was ramming dildos into my pussy and ass. I screamed and ran from the scene, only to have more pop up in my wake. I was on all fours being fucked by a dog, and I was wrapped up in numerous tentacles and being raped in all of my holes, and then I was tied up again and having hot wax dripped onto my body, and then there were some that I’m just not going to mention. I still get sick to my stomach thinking about them. It was then, while I was curled up in a ball, in the corner of the room, that I understood why everyone hated this room. There was no way to control your subconscious thoughts, so anything you thought about, even for a second, would appear for all the world to see.

“Very interesting,” said the count as he was staring at a scene of me being spanked. “And your people do all of this when you engage in sexual activity?” I could only whimper in reply. My mind was shot. The count regarded my situation and tilted his head to the side. “You seriously can’t take this room, can you?” he asked curiously. “All you have to do is focus your mind, or find something to take your mind off of…well, everything.”

I knew how to focus my mind under better circumstances, a lifetime of living with a martial arts instructor has that effect on someone, but I couldn’t then. It would have been impossible, so I had to do the latter. Even though I knew what he was suggesting, it would have been better than the continued humiliation. “How do I take my mind off of this madness?” I sobbed quietly, trying to ignore the moans and screams coming from around the room. The count didn’t answer; he merely knelt down beside me and started stroking my hair again. This time I shuddered at his touch, not in disgust, but in lust. I knew that he had manipulated me into wanting to fuck him, and I hated him for it, but there was nothing to be done about it, so I merely let things happen the way they were supposed to. “You bastard…” I whispered before his lips were on mine. There was nothing gentle about this kiss. His lips mashed against mine as I felt his sweaty, blubbery arms grab me up. He pulled away from my mouth only to see where he was going, but I took the opportunity to ask, “What are you doing?”

“Can’t do anything to you while you’re cowering in that corner over there,” said the count calmly as he laid me down on the floor in the center of the room. “This gives us both a lot more space…wouldn’t you agree?” I swallowed as I watched him reach down and pull down his speedo. The thing must have had some sort of dimensional portal or something in it, because his cock was huge! There was no way that little piece of cloth could have hidden it from me, so I knew it had to be some kind of alien technology. My bottom lip trembled as, once more, scenes of the two of us fucking each other sprang up around the room.

I blushed as I heard some of the ‘me’s start moaning for ‘him’ to fuck ‘me’ harder, and to not stop. I looked up at the count, who was smiling down at me. “Oh, fine…” I mumbled as I reached down and pulled off my panties. “I take it you want me in my uniform?”

“At first, yes,” said the count as he knelt down in front of me. “But, we’ve got a lot of time together. I did purchase your services for the whole day after all.”

“Wait…” I said, suddenly thinking of something. “How long is a day here?” The count seemed nonplussed by my question, but I didn’t care as I suddenly thought of a computer smart enough to figure out my question. A cute little lap top appeared in my lap and I started typing furiously, trying to calculate just what the difference in timeframe was. Turned out, a day for the space station was roughly equivalent of a day and a half on earth. “36 hours?!” I cried. “I’ll die of physical exhaustion if we fuck for 36 hours!”

“I give my girls a little break, don’t worry,” said the count soothingly as he laid himself down on top of me, careful not to crush me with his ponderous bulk. I could feel his penis start to shove up against my wet pussy and I tensed up.

“Please,” I panted, “Don’t just shove it in…you’re really big, so go slowly…please?” The count smiled and kissed my forehead. He pumped his hips slightly, rubbing his cock along my lower lips, getting it nice and slick. I moaned as I felt my juices start to really flow from my pussy.

“Do you want to do it, or should I?” whispered the count into my ear. I shuddered at the thought of actually guiding his cock into me, but I still don’t know if it was with desire or revulsion.

I licked my lips as I looked to the side and saw myself smiling in ecstasy as the count plunged rapidly into ‘me’. “I’ll do it,” I heard myself say as I reached down and grasped the count’s cock in my hand, shivering at the size of it, before slowly placing it against my channel. I watched him push his hips forward and felt the tip of his cock enter me. I gasped as I felt myself stretch to accommodate his girth. He kept pushing forward until I yelped in pain. “Hold it…” I panted, “I need to get used to you! God, you’re big!”

“And you’re extremely tight,” said the count as I felt myself relax. I nodded tentatively and felt him sink another inch into me. Eventually, my body accepted his entire ten inches. It felt really weird, but not in a bad way. His cock wasn’t as long as Jo Jo’s, but it was a hell of a lot thicker. I just have to say right here and right now, thicker is better than longer. Oh my God, when he started to pull out of me, I was already groaning in pleasure. And when he thrust back in, I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out loud. It felt sooo good. What? You have to understand that when the body is being stimulated, it doesn’t really care about what the mind thinks about the whole thing. So, while I was mortified at the fact that I had been seduced by this overgrown hunk of lard, he was still a good fuck. His thrusting was slow and methodical. He knew what he was doing. I guess I shouldn’t be all that surprised by the fact; after all, he had been going to that brothel since before I was born. I moaned in unashamed lust as I felt him plow into my depths over and over again. “You seem to like this,” said the count as he stared at my face.

“Oh shut up and fuck me!” I moaned, completely in his thrall. My fluids were flowing freely now, giving him even more lubrication and allowing him to move faster inside of me. We both were groaning as he stepped up his pace. He slowly and carefully wrapped his arms around me; his right holding my back off the floor and his left reaching up and cradling my head. His head slowly lowered and I thought he was going to start kissing me again, but he moved his face down further and placed his cheek on mine. His skin was cold and clammy, but I didn’t even care as he started kissing my cheek and nuzzling my neck. The count slowly moved his legs around mine, holding them open and with that last act, my body was completely ensnared by him. I couldn’t have moved away from him even if I had wanted to. I slowly closed my eyes, giving my tactile senses full reign over my body and relishing the feel of his huge cock thrusting in and out of me. My climax was nearing, but I could tell that the count could probably go another five minutes at least. I clenched my teeth together and I felt more than saw my eyelids open partly as my completely helpless body shuddered in climax. As much as my entire body was spasming, I’m kind of surprised that I only kicked off one of my shoes. “Oh god…” I panted as the count continued to thrust deeply into my heaving body. “So good…”

“You really are a special girl,” said the count cryptically. I didn’t care what he meant, as long as he didn’t stop. But I could tell that he was nearing his end, because he started thrusting faster and faster into me. I thrust my hips up to meet his, trying to cum again before he did. “So special…” panted the count as he thrust so fast I bet his hips became a blur.

“Cum on!” I wailed. “Cum inside of me! Please! I need to feel your hot cum shooting into my womb!” Unable to free my arms to grab a hold of his back, I clutched his arms tightly as I came again. I screamed this time and bit down on his shoulder. I heard him hiss into my ear before thrusting as deeply into me as he could go. I felt his cum shooting into me and it made me cum again. I moaned as my pussy squeezed the count’s cock, milking it for all I was worth, but I almost swooned when I felt him start to thrust into me again. “Oh God!!!” I screamed as I came again. “Unreal! You can’t still be hard! Not possible!”

“Are you upset by it?” whispered the count into my ear.

“Fuck no!” I moaned as our hips continued to slam together. Orgasm after orgasm washed over my body, and I seriously didn’t want it to stop, regardless of how tired I was getting. “Fuck me…harder…!” I begged as my hips fell to the ground, unable to thrust back anymore. The count didn’t even bother to go slowly this time. The combination of our cum flowing from my pussy gave him more than enough lubrication to glide easily in and out of me. Each time he pulled out, more of his cum flowed out of me and each time he slammed back in, there was a wet squelching sound that only turned me on even more. “Deeper…harder…” I moaned.

“I don’t think I can get any deeper,” panted the count as he continued to move in me.

“Change…positions…” I panted as I looked around the room. I saw the position I wanted and flailed my arm in it’s direction. “That one…over there!” The count looked over and thought about it for a second before pulling out of me. I cried out as I felt him leave me, but he wasn’t gone for long as he quickly pushed my legs up over my body before pushing his cock back into me. I sighed happily as I felt him move even further into me than before. I groaned and screamed as I came again, squeezing his cock with my pussy, but he still wasn’t done yet. He just continued thrusting into me at his furious pace, filling me to capacity and then pulling out. Sweat was pouring off of me as another orgasm raced through my body. My uniform looked like I was a victim of a wet T-shirt contest what with the combination or our sweat covering both the inside and outside of it. My hair was plastered to my face and I could barely breathe as another orgasm hit me. “Don’t stop for anything!” I screamed even as I felt the count start to stroke faster and faster, racing towards his impending climax.

“That’s not possible…” said the count as he thrust deeply into me and climaxed. I could feel his hot cum splashing my insides and screamed as I came again, squeezing every last drop of cum from his cock. He started thrusting into me again, but I could feel him slowly shrinking. As soon as he pulled out of me, my entire body just flopped to the ground. I could feel his cum flooding out of my pussy as I just lay panting on the ground, looking up at him. He was sitting next to me. “Not bad, human. Not bad at all.”

“My name is Yoriko…” I whispered.

“In that case, not bad, Yoriko,” said the count with a smile. “My real name is Algus, but I’m the next in line for the leadership of my home planet, Biloban, so I’m just known as Count Biloban.” He looked down at me and tilted his head to the side. “You know, you’re only the second girl here that I’ve told that to.”

I blushed as I slowly sat up. “I’m honored,” I said with a smile. “You kept saying I’m special. What did you mean?”

“Most of the girls here can’t stand me,” he said wistfully. “I freely admit I’m not all that handsome, even by my own people’s standards. But you seemed to get over that and just enjoyed yourself. Are you sure you’re not from a planet of nymphomaniacs?”

I giggled slightly before saying, “Humans are a little odd in that respect. We tend to be a bit hedonistic. Therefore, regardless of how our minds are handling something, our bodies will seek out pleasure.”

“So, you’re saying you didn’t enjoy yourself,” said the count, sounding a little dejected.

I smiled as I placed my hand on his shoulder and kissed his cheek. “Not at first,” I said. “After all, it felt like more of a manipulation than seduction. This room is nasty if you’re not used to it, but, as you can see, I’ve gotten used to the room too.” I waved around the room, showing him that it was empty again. “So, we don’t have to fuck anymore just to get my mind off of that nasty crap that I was thinking about before. And before you ask, no we can’t do any of that nasty crap. We can try some of those other positions that were surrounding us though…after we get some rest.”

“What? Are you really that tired?” chided the count. “You’ve got to gain some stamina in order to work here.”

“Well, that may be true, but I’ve never worked at a place like this before,” I said with a frown. “How do I go about gaining stamina?”

“With continued exercise, of course!” said the count with a smile as he got onto his knees and got me onto my hands and knees. I looked back at him and was shocked to see that he was hard again. I shivered at the thought of being fucked again so soon, but I also licked my lips in anticipation. I had heard some of my girlfriends saying that doggy style was the best way to get fucked, and now I was about to find out. “Are you ready for me?” asked the count as he pushed my skirt up so it wasn’t covering my butt anymore.

“Yeah…go ahead,” I said as I felt the tip of his cock rub against my slit. My mouth dropped open and I let out a small gasp when I felt his cock slowly push into me. It felt so good as it continued it’s journey into my most sensitive of areas; my eyes closing as I heard the squish of my still wet pussy being filled again. This time he didn’t have to stop to let me get used to him, he just pushed forward until his hips touched mine, and then he just held himself there. I craned my head back to look at him. He was looking at me, into my eyes, and smiling. I blushed and asked, “What? What’s the matter?”

“Nothing’s the matter,” replied the count. “I was just admiring your beauty.”

By this time, my body was trembling because of the feeling of the huge cock throbbing inside of me, so I had a hard time speaking, but I tried anyway. “But…I’m not really…all that pretty…when compared to some of these…other girls…” I panted. The count responded by pulling back. I let out a small moan as I felt myself empty, and then cried out when he slammed back into me, filling me to capacity.

“You’re more beautiful than you imagine,” said the count as he continued to thrust into me. I could only moan in reply. His cock was filling me with so much pleasure that I couldn’t form a coherent thought anymore. I just knew that I didn’t want the pleasure to stop. The count gripped my breasts and started to squeeze them as he thrust harder and harder into me. His thrusts soon became so hard that my arms couldn’t hold myself up anymore and I fell to my elbows. The count let go of my breasts, letting them mash into the floor, as he grabbed my hips and kept up his furious pace. I screamed as orgasm after orgasm swept over my trembling frame. I couldn’t tell where the first one left off and the next one began, but I didn’t care either. I could feel my cum slowly sliding down my legs, pooling on the floor; and every time I came, more flooded from me and splattered to the ground. The count’s thrusts were getting more and more insistent as the minutes flew past. I could tell he was getting close, but there was nothing I could think to do to help him reach his climax. Then it hit me. I started tightening my pussy muscles around his cock, squeezing and massaging it as it moved in me. The count groaned aloud, supposedly at what I was doing, before slamming hard into me. My entire body spasmed as I felt his cum shoot into my womb. I knew I was sterile now, but I had to wonder what our children would have been like. He was still hard, and I knew he could go again, so I braced myself for another pounding.

I was surprised when I felt his arms grab my body and lift me up as he flopped down onto his butt. He pulled me up into a pseudo-sitting position without pulling his cock from me. “What are you…?” I started before I looked back and saw that he was sitting cross legged on the floor.

“Just trying out one of those positions I saw earlier,” said the count as he placed his hands under my splayed legs and lifted me up, before lowering me back down. I groaned in pleasure as I felt myself move up and down his shaft, his head never leaving my tight confines. “You’re still so tight,” the count hissed as he thrust up each time he lowered me. “I’m amazed at how you’re able to still feel like this.”

“It’s not my fault you’re so big!” I moaned as I felt myself cum again. The count groaned as my pussy squeezed his cock over and over again as I went straight from orgasm to orgasm. I was seriously getting tired now and let my head droop back onto his shoulder. He looked over into my half-lidded eyes and smiled. I gave him a weak smile myself. He stopped moving me and raised one hand up to tilt my head in, and then he kissed me softly. My breaths were coming out in ragged gasps as his other hand gripped my right breast and started rolling it around. I screamed into the count’s mouth, giving him access to my mouth, which he took happily. I felt his tongue start to roam my mouth and groaned as I tried to do the same. He felt I was sufficiently into it and pulled his hand away from my head, moving it to my other breast. We continued to kiss as he gripped my breasts, but I needed more. I placed my hands on his hips and slowly pushed myself up before letting go. It didn’t go smoothly, but by doing that, I was able to move a little on him. He took up the slack by thrusting into me as I moved myself. He wasn’t able to hold out for much longer, which is surprising, because I would have thought that my jerky motions would have thrown him off. Then again, I was still new to the whole sex thing. But I was so happy when I felt him cum inside me, because it meant that what I was doing pleased him. I slowly pulled my mouth from his and said, “Did I do okay?”

“We’re not done yet!” said the count and I realized that in my elation at making him cum myself, I hadn’t noticed that he was still hard. This time he pulled me off of him and turned me around so I was facing him before placing me back on his cock. “This’ll make kissing you so much easier, yes?” he said with a grin.

“At least it won’t cause me severe neck pains,” I giggled as I leaned in and kissed him, parting my lips as soon as they met his. He kissed me back as he grabbed my hips and started pumping into me. I moved my hips in time with his thrusts as much as I could, but I couldn’t get a good enough grip to move them properly. I put my hands on his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist…as far as I could get them around his waist. That gave me the purchase I needed to properly fuck him back. We moved in a perfect rhythm together. Each of our thrusts were in tandem, and they accentuated how we kissed. When we thrust slowly, we kissed passionately. When we thrust quickly, we kissed furiously. And we always moved at the same time. It was like we were really of one mind, and it was beautiful. I actually felt tears well up in my eyes when I felt him start to speed up without me. It meant he was going to cum and destroy our closeness, but there was no avoiding it. His thrusting came faster and faster before he thrust in and held himself there. His face squeezed in the universal male O-face, as I felt his cum shoot into me again. This time he started panting and pulled out of me before flopping onto his back.

“Wow…” he said. “You’ve definitely…got the stamina…for this job…”

I giggled slightly, panting as well, as I crawled over to him and kissed his forehead. “Well, I’ve got a good coach…” I said with a smile.

“I’m the best there ever was, Yoriko,” he said with a grin.

“What now?” I asked. “I don’t think you’re ready for another go at the moment.” I was about to say something else when I heard a familiar rumbling sound from both of our stomachs. “Maybe we should look into getting some food before we’re forced to eat each other,” I said, grinning from ear to ear.

The count laughed heartily. “I think that sounds like a great idea,” he said. “What would you like?”

“Uh…I don’t know…” I said sheepishly. “I don’t know what anything tastes like here.”

“Ah yes…” said the count as he scratched his head. “You’ve just arrived and haven’t had any real food yet, have you?”

“Only what Dr. Gelm gave me,” I said. “She said that the replicators hadn’t gotten used to the idea of human food yet, so she gave me some of her lunch. I don’t think I want to try that stuff again.”

“Well, come with me then,” said the count with a grin. “There’s a nifty little device that was just installed today that will help you more than you could believe. I should know. I was the one who donated it.”

“Uh…count,” I said when he had gotten to the door. “You’re forgetting something.” I lifted up his speedo. He looked down and blushed. I grinned as I tossed it to him. Then I put on my panties and the two of us went down the hallway, entering what looked like a mess hall. There were quite a few of the girls that I had seen in the room with the comfy chairs, but there were a lot more that I hadn’t seen before. The only reason I knew they were girls is because of their voices. They were chatting and carrying on until the two of us walked in. Then they all shut up and watched us walk to a small device at the other end of the room. “What’s this?” I asked.

“It’s sort of like a food replicator, but not quite,” said the count. “This machine will synthesize the exact type of food that you want, to the best of it’s abilities of course. It uses the same principles as my room here, but it actually makes the objects permanently, as opposed to making them temporarily. Give it a try.”

I shrugged and walked up to the machine. I was about to ask for a hamburger when I heard my name being called. “Yoriko!” called the voice. “Are you done already?” I turned around and saw Kavlier walking up to me.

“Uh…no,” I said. “We’re just getting some food because we’re both hungry.”

“Oh,” she said as her eyes narrowed. She apparently hadn’t noticed the count. How she could have missed him is anyone’s guess though. “Count Biloban! I’m sorry for not seeing you. You’re stink cloud must have impaired my vision.”

“It’s lovely to see you too, my dear,” said the count haughtily, causing me to whip my head around and look at him. I barely caught his wink, and almost missed Kavlier’s smile too. They both changed their physicality’s for a split second and then went back like nothing had ever happened. I shrugged and looked back at the replicator to see that it had made me a cheeseburger, fries and a strawberry milkshake, or at least a reasonable facsimile. Both the count and Kavlier looked at my food with decided interest.

“What’s that stuff?” asked Kavlier as I pulled the bun off to see if it had the right condiments. “It looks like blood!”

“It’s just catsup,” I said calmly. “It’s made from tomatoes. And the yellow stuff is called mustard.”

“I’m always up for something new,” said the count. “Get one of those for me too and then we can go back to the room and have some more fun.”

“Uh…are you sure?” I asked. “What if you don’t like it?”

“Pish Posh,” he replied. “I’ll be fine.” He looked down at himself and slapped his belly. “Besides, I could stand to lose a little weight.” He grinned at us, causing us to giggle.

“You two have fun,” Kavlier whispered to us before saying more loudly, “Don’t hurt her, you bastard.”

“I won’t…much…,” said the count happily. I shook my head as I got another meal from the replicator, and the two of us headed out.

“What the hell was that all about?” I asked when we got back to the room.

“Just some playful banter,” replied the count happily. “She’s special too, you know.”

“If you talk like that in front of the others, your bad reputation will just grow worse,” I said reprovingly.

“Maybe,” said the count, “But I prefer it when the girls start to like me even through the hatred and disgust that formed in them because of the rumors.” He put his hand on my shoulder, pulled me in and kissed me on the lips. “It worked with you, didn’t it?” I blushed as I took a bite from my burger. It tasted like a decently made burger. The fries and shake were good too. I watched the count carefully as he took a bite from his. He chewed it slowly and thoughtfully, before swallowing. “That’s a very interesting flavor…” he said. “What exactly is this?”

“It’s a cheeseburger,” I said, explaining, as best I could, what all went into making one. Then I explained the fries and milkshake.

“Very interesting,” said the count as he took another bite. “It’s not very often that we run into a species that still eats the flesh of the living.”

“What?” I asked.

“But, I guess when you don’t have the pressure of an entirely synthetic universe breathing down your neck you can afford to be like that,” he said calmly.

“Are you saying that you don’t eat meat at all?” I asked slowly.

“No…” said the count. “It’s considered too barbaric, so everything is made by replicators. We don’t even eat real plants anymore.”

My eye twitched a little as I said, “Are you sure that’s healthy?”

“We’ve been doing it for centuries,” said the count. “So, if it’s bad for us…we’re pretty much fucked anyway, so we might as well keep it up!” He laughed happily as he finished his burger and went for the fries. We spent the rest of our meal, chatting and getting to know each other better. I was amazed to learn that he was an excellent athlete and offered to train him in the martial arts if he was interested. He was elated to be able to be the first to learn a new type of exercise. But, we both knew that we wouldn’t be doing any martial arts after the meal was over. We both finished our meals at the same time, tossing our trays into trash receptacles that appeared right next to us. Of course, as soon as we had done that, the receptacles vanished, leaving a small mess on the floor. I rolled my eyes and slid the trays over into a corner of the room.

“What now?” I asked.

“Take off your uniform and we can go again,” replied the count. I grinned as I all but tore my clothes off. I’ve still got to wonder if one of the procedures that Dr. Gelm gave me wasn’t a permanent aphrodisiac. The count slowly slipped off his speedo to show that he was hard again. I licked my lips as I slowly got onto my knees in front of him and started to slowly stroke his cock. “Whoa there!” said the count as he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away. “I don’t do foreplay.”

“But…” I said, but he just put a finger to my lips.

“There’s no real point in it, is there?” he asked. He started to push me down onto my back again, but this time I stopped him.

“Hold it!” I said. “If we’re gonna do this with no clothes on, we’re gonna do it in a bed.” I thought about a decent sized one and a second later, a large, four-poster bed appeared in front of us. It even had a cute, heart-shaped pillow on it. I giggled as I hopped up onto the bed and laid down. “Are you going to join me, or am I just going to have to play by myself?” I asked invitingly.

The count smiled as he slowly crawled onto the bed and laid down on top of me again. I watched as his face came closer to mine and slowly closed my eyes when his lips touched mine. We kissed happily for a short while, but we were both itching to fuck again. This time, he guided himself in without pulling his lips from mine. I let out a low moan as I felt his cock slowly push into me again. The count took the opportunity to shove his tongue into my mouth, which I accepted gladly. He pushed all the way into me and held himself there, just savoring my tightness. I felt, as much as heard, him groan into my mouth as I started to clench my pussy muscles, gently squeezing the huge invader inside of me. He pulled his face away from me for a second to simply ask, “Fast or slow?”

“Slow…” I said, “You can go faster when you have to, but start nice and slow so we can go longer.”

“Sounds good,” said the count as he smiled and went back to kissing me. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck so that they wouldn’t be trapped this time if he tried to hold me again. The count grabbed my body and started to slowly thrust into me. I’ve got to tell you, if I thought that the first time was great and the second time was excellent, then the third time was spectacular. It’s amazing how different sex can feel when you’re completely willing as opposed to being coerced. The room was soon filled with the sounds of our groaning, the creaking of bedsprings and the sound of our hips slapping together as we let our passions take over. I gripped his back tightly each time I came. He groaned in pain and pleasure each time he felt my hands clench his back and my pussy clench his cock, but it only made him plunge into me faster and faster until he thrust deeply into me and I felt his cum spilling into me. I screamed his name out loud as the mother of all orgasms shot through my body. He was still hard again, but I wasn’t about to take another fucking in that position.

“Get on your back this time,” I said. He complied and I got on top of him, impaling myself on his cock. “This time, I’m in charge!” I said happily as I placed my hands on his chest and started to bob up and down on his cock. He tried to grab my hips, but I slapped his hands away before wagging my finger at him. “I said, I’m in charge!” He took the scolding with a fake pout, and proceeded to grope my breasts instead. “Here,” I said as I slowly lowered my body down to him. “You can suck on them if you want.”

“Dare I pass up that invitation?” asked the count.

“I wouldn’t if I were you,” I said dreamily as I felt his lips wrap around my left nipple and start to suck. I had never felt anything like it before. It was amazing. I started to mentally kick myself for not trying out sex earlier, but then I remembered how I was introduced to it in the first place. I shuddered as I stop bobbing on the count, causing him to look up at me.

“What’s the matter, Yoriko?” he asked. “You look pale all of a sudden.”

“It’s nothing,” I lied. I tried to get back into it, but my sex drive was gone. “I’m sorry…” I said quietly, “But could we take a short break? I don’t feel too good.”

“Of course, come on, let’s get under the covers,” he said. “Maybe all you need is a little rest and warmth, and this bed will give you both.” I smiled sadly and nodded, following his lead and crawling under the covers. “You were thinking about Sivelak…weren’t you?” I tried to hide it, but there was no point, so I nodded again. “I saw what you were thinking for a split-second before you regained control of yourself. You said he took your virginity?”

“Yes…” I mumbled. “Both of my virginities. He didn’t even care how I felt about the whole thing.”

The count sighed before saying, “No wonder you don’t feel good. Something like that would make any girl a little queasy.” He draped his arm over my shoulder and started to stroke my hair again. “Well, let’s just talk about something else then. I was wanting to ask you…how do you know about the Golozians?”

“I know about who with the what now?” I asked completely confused.

“In one of the small things that came from your mind earlier,” said the count calmly, “It showed you being fucked by a Golozian.” I stared blankly at him. “You know…the thing with the tentacles?”

“Uh…there are really things out there that look like that?” I squeaked. “That was just a fetish on earth that I’ve always found slightly repulsive. Guys think it’s sooooo hot to write stories and draw pictures of girls getting fucked by monsters, tentacles and aliens.” I blushed as I looked at the count. “But, then again, now that I’ve been fucked by a couple of aliens, I guess it isn’t so bad…” For the next couple of hours the two of us continued to chat and cuddle together under the covers. He was very interested in all of the different kinds of fetishes I had accidentally shown him, but was smart enough to know when to not ask me about something. I, in turn, asked him about what the universe was like. Being suddenly thrust into a much larger world than I originally thought was possible made me hunger for knowledge about everything. Unfortunately, somewhere along the way, the count found out that I was ticklish and started a tickle fight. That led to another fucking session which we both took to with relish.

“It’s good to see you in good spirits again,” said the count after he had cum inside me four more times. I was panting and smiling, practically glowing.

“Yeah,” I said. “I’ve just got to get over the fact that my first time sucked and then I can have as much fun as I want.” I frowned as I sat up and looked at the count. “But, not all of my clients are going to be as nice, or as…non-disgusting…as you are. I wonder how I’ll deal with them.”

“If they’re lucky, in the same fashion that you’ve dealt with me,” replied the count.

“What time is it?” I asked with a yawn. I couldn’t help it. What with the emotional blow-out and the sex, I was really tired.

“We’ve got a few hours left,” said the count. “I think we’ll be able to go around one more time before my time is up. Then I’ll let you go back to your room for some real rest.”

“Yay!” I said childishly, happy to be able to have another session with him before the day was up and happy to be able to see Kavlier soon. I couldn’t wait to tell her all about my first day. The count and I went at it for the rest of the time we had together. I was amazed at how I was able to keep up with him. I mean, I was really tired, but the sex just seemed to invigorate me. I wonder if that’s normal. Because he knew it would be our last time for a while, the count managed to cum in me six times before he finally shrank. His control was amazing. As he reluctantly pulled out of me, I said, “I’m gonna be sooo sore in the morning, but, right now, I don’t really care.”

“Yes, well, you’d better get back to your room now,” said the count quietly. “The day is almost over and you will have to get up bright and early for your first real day here. I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me.” I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. As I was gathering up my clothes, the count stopped me and said, “I almost forgot. You deserve a big tip for today.” I looked at him blankly before remembering the credstick. I took it out of my shirt pocket and gave it to him. He held it for a second and said, “Count Biloban to Yoriko. 1500 pesers.”

The credstick beeped and the count smiled as he handed it back to me. “Is that a lot?” I asked curiously.

“More than you’ll normally get at least,” he replied. “That would be, at least, 1/8^th of your worth to Sivelak. I figure you deserve to have a nice head start.”

“Thank you,” I said happily as I hugged and kissed him again before walking to the door. When I got to the door, I turned and bowed, saying, “Thank you for your time and hospitality.” I exited the room and fell to the ground in exhaustion. Just getting to the door had been a chore. I panted heavily, watching a few of the girls walk past me with knowing looks. I blushed and tried to get up, but couldn’t.

“What’s the mater, screw too much?” called a voice that I recognized instantly.

“Well, when you’re with a guy who’s so well hung, it just happens,” I retorted with a smile as Kavlier walked up to me and offered her hand. I gladly accepted it and she helped me up. “My god…six times! Without stopping!”

“He’d better have given you a good tip then,” she said as she draped my arm over her shoulder for support.

“Only if 1500 pesers is a good tip,” I replied.

“Damn girl,” said Kavlier. “What? Is your pussy a literal vise or something? That’s what the top of the line girls get paid…when they’re getting paid for this. He really liked you!”

“Yeah, and I really like him,” I said with a smile before poking her in the ribs. “No thanks to you, I might add.”

Kavlier laughed. “But if I told you how great he was, you’d try to have him all to yourself!” she giggled.

“I’m a big girl!” I laughed, “I know how to share!” I stopped and turned to face her. “And I know I’d have no problem sharing anything with you,” I whispered as I leaned in and kissed her. Kavlier’s eyes widened for a split second before softening as she started to kiss me back.

Suddenly though, she pushed me away and hissed, “Not here! Not out in the open! Come on! Let’s get you back to our room!” We spent the rest of our walk in silence, with Kavlier pushing me along. When we got into our room, I looked for Loof and Oolna. Both were asleep so I put my finger to my lips and tiptoed to the side of the room with our beds. I sat down heavily and looked at Kavlier questioningly. She sat down next to me on the bed and looked into my eyes. “Having sex outside of contractual jobs is strictly forbidden, and punishable by fines,” she said. “If Sivelak had seen us kissing like that, you would have lost most of that tip you just got.”

“What about girls who are broke?” I asked.

Kavlier winced as she said, “They’re sent to the pit.”

“The pit…?” I asked.

“It full of sex-starved creatures from around the galaxy,” said Kavlier. “I’ve never been there, but I’ve heard stories, and you don’t need to know anymore than what I’ve already told you. Just don’t do anything stupid and you’ll get out of here without having to deal with it.”

“Right,” I said sheepishly. “I’ll be more careful then. I’m sorry. Good night then.”

I was about to just lie down and fall asleep in my clothes when Kavlier grabbed my arm and said, “Hey, who said you could turn me on and just go to sleep like that?”

“But you said…” I started, but she put her finger on my lips.

“Our rooms are outside of his jurisdiction,” she said as she pulled my top off. She grabbed my head and kissed my deeply. I was completely in her thrall now as I started unbuttoning her shirt. The two of us continued to kiss ferociously as we removed the rest of our clothing and flopped down onto my bed, where we made sweet, passionate love to each other. And before you ask, no you don’t get any details about it. This was special and belongs to the two of us. Suffice it to say that that wasn’t the only time that we spent the night in each other’s company. I’ll leave off for now. I’m sure I can pull some other interesting stories from my time at Sivelak’s. If I can remember them, I’ll tell you.

To Be Continued…

(I hadn’t intended for her to like Count Biloban at all… Uh…well, I guess I’m just a writer who hates pain…or something. Oh well, for those of you who are wondering where this story is going, I’m in the same boat. Yep! I don’t have a clue where I’m going with this! I mean, I know how it’s gonna end, but not how I’m getting there. I’m just writing stories whenever I see interesting pictures of schoolgirls getting fucked my monsters and such. I’ve already got the next two stories set up; I just have to figure out which one I want to do first. Bah…until next time.)