You are the mechanic on a small, independent space freighter, the Libereco. Your crew and captain are all good folks, and you enjoy what you do. You are at the Pleasuredome for a well-deserved rest. Ok, a well-deserved fuck is a better definition of what you do there.
Because the Pleasuredome is attached to the supply depot, you first ordered some parts. A new condenser unit, a few replacement relay boards, and a coolant pump for the artificial gravity unit. None of the current ones were broken, but these are things that you don’t want to be in the middle of space when they go out. Especially the condenser unit and boards. The boards are inexpensive and used in various parts of the ship and the condenser unit works with the water recycling system. Worst thing in the universo is to lose water, power, or gravity. Your ship is a flying coffin at that point.
Going to the supply depot was almost as much fun as what you were going to do afterwards. You placed your order using your minividi, but you still walked around seeing what they had in stock. You see the buffing compound and buffers needed to remove the pitting on the outer plates. That is something that should be done when planet side, in an atmosphere, not hooked up to a station. You add that to your order.
As you head for the exit, you complete your order. You ensure that they have your ship’s name, location, and a link to the Skipper. Then you send her a link, “Skipper, I ordered everything I think we need. They will deliver it later today. They should call you when they bring everything to the docking bay. Is there anything else you want, or can I go and play too, now?”
She responds with “Understood, I’ll wait for them. Go and enjoy yourself. I’ll have everything stored in the cargo hold for you to inventory when you return. Out.”
You glance at your wallet on your minividi. You have more than enough to find yourself someone to enjoy.
The main hub of the Pleasuredome is a large section of living spaces that can be rented with or without companionship. “Helm and Navs will probably just get a room for themselves.” you think as you go to the front desk.
A smiling androgynous employee of the station asks, “How can I help you?” They are attractive, but you aren’t sure if they are male or female and given this place it really doesn’t matter to most clients.
“Yes, I am Meko, from the Libereco. I would like a room and companionship.”
They smile more broadly, “Yes sir, would you like male, female, one of each, or something different?” It had been a while since you had been here, but you were familiar with the offer. “If I change my mind, can I have my selection switched?” You ask, to verify that the rules of the house hadn’t changed.
“Yes, sir. Customer satisfaction is always our goal. Do you want a person or one of the new “Cyberslut” models. We have a wide variety of them. And they can be customized while in action. They have a new multi-mode modification system which allows you to completely change everything about them.”
You have only seen vids of the cybersluts. Pleasure model androids that are more popular in Core world Uggo establishments, where human sex work is more highly regulated and more expensive. “What is the cost difference?” you ask.
“It depends on what you want. A cyberslut is slightly less expensive than one person.” They pull up a price list on the vidi on the desk. You read where the cost of a room with cyberslut is almost a third less than a live professional woman, and only slightly less expensive than with a professional man.
Even though you prefer a live person, you don’t want to spend everything all at once.
“How much is the increase if I request a woman after I finish with a cyberslut?” you ask.
They scroll down the screen and show a couple of options. “Would it be an exchange,” pointing to one price, “a live follow-up.” or pointing to a third price “the mixed couple package?”
After thinking it over for a minute, “I will just start with room and a cyberslut. Do I need to tell you my preferences up front.?” They shake their head, “No sir, as part of the program, it will ask for your preferences at the start and set up a baseline. You can modify verbally as you go. But be careful not to request changes while inside. The cybersluts have a heavy-duty composite chassis, and even though perfectly mimic humans, they are machines.
You nod and transfer valutos. Your minividi pings and you see a room number on your screen. “Enjoy your stay with us, sir.”
(Return for Part 2, to find out what you encounter in your room.)
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