The Space Freighter Libereco - Taken to Najran - Chapter 19

 

Your hands and feet are tied and you hear soft, feminine voice say, “I’m sorry about this but we was told to bring one o’ you back. To help with Tech and Seed.”

You try to say something but the rag gagging your mouth prevents you from forming words. 

A more masculine voice, behind you says, “Dani, hush up. Joannas will tell him his role.”

“Jorje, I’ve read Scriptures. We’s equals now, and don’t have to wait for Patro or Patrino to tell us the way of it.” She responds. But then is silent.

‘Dani’ might be a woman or a young boy. You didn’t get a good look before the sack went over your head. ‘Jorje’ was the man who was helping to load and unload the wagon. He was probably the one with a pistol of some sort, while Dani had a longer-barreled projectile thrower.

The trip is mostly silent. You listen to the wagon wheels as you travel over dirt, along a river, and then on stone. At one point ‘Jorje’ gets out and you hear a sweeping or raking sound behind the wagon.

You wish you could see. Then maybe you might have an idea of how far you are going or better yet, are there any landmarks that you can tell the Libereco, if you can send them a link. You feel ‘Dani’ checking the knots at your wrist to ensure they aren’t too tight. 

You wiggle your fingers and try to move your wrists. They are secure but not too uncomfortable.

After the raking sound stops, ‘Jorje’ climbs back in. “What are you doing to him?”

“I was checking his wrists. It don’t do us good if we bring him in hurt.” She replies.

You feel him sit next to you again. “Just move away from him and let him be. We’ll be there soon.” It gets quiet inside of the wagon again. 

Soon you hear voices outside of the wagon. Male and female voices “Do you have it?” “What all did you get?” “Did you get some new seed?” You hear people walking along and behind the wagon until soon it stops.

You hear the items at the rear of the wagon being removed and then you are led out. The jupo sack is removed from your head. Around you see dwellings carved into a mountain side with stone roads and walkways leading to them. There are a few prefab, wooden, and stone outbuildings but they are under the cover of taller trees. From overhead the roads might be visible but the color of the stone blends in with the land.

An older woman wearing a loose fitting robe approaches. “Did you have any problems?”

“No Patrino Joannas.” Both ‘Dani’ and ‘Jorje’ reply.

She smiles but shakes her head, “Please release him.” She then turns to you. “I must apologize for this, but we couldn’t think of another way to get what we need.”

You remove the gag and angrily reply, “Lady, I don’t want to be rude but kidnapping is not a great way to get help.”

There is a small gasp and murmurs from the crowd at your tone.

She raises her hands to quiet everyone. “It’s okay everyone. He’s correct. Why don’t you lay everything out in the caverns, and I will assist our guest.”

She focuses on you again and extends her hand. “I’m Joannas.”

You quickly look around, as you see everyone carrying the boxes and cases into the carved dwellings. You then shake her hand. “I’m Matthew, but everyone calls me Helm. Would you like to tell me why I’m here?”

“Of course, please follow me. Would you like something to eat or drink?” She asks as she walks towards a simply carved structure. It reminds you of a bunker or a small hanger carved into the mountain with a leather curtain for a door and a few wooden chairs around a table. There’s also a stone and metal oven and stove producing heat, and you notice a durosteel kettle off to the side.

While sitting in her home, Joannas has tea and explains that everyone there is an exile or runaway from Ciono. They found tools where they could and traded with Independents when they could. She’s an exile because she could read, brought Scriptures with her and taught those who needed. She also explained you were taken to help with Tech. They have some knowledge but need more. Also they want you to have sex with up to three women to impregnate them. They want to add you to help diversify the colony, then return you to your ship.

“Isn’t it against your Faith for a married man have sex with a woman who is not his wife?” You ask.

“It is, but you said that you aren’t a man of faith. Don’t people back in the Core have sex for pleasure with whoever they want, regardless of marriage? And the Scriptures tell of ‘man giving his seed to a barren woman, in time of need’. We have women who have that need.”

You stand up, almost defiantly, “I love Navs, my wife. I don’t want anyone else. I’ll help you with the Tech, but then I’m going.”

She stands up and sighs. “As you wish. It might take a couple of rotations to do, so I have asked for a volunteer to provide for you while you are here. Please follow me.”

When you step outside the door, Joannas points to a person wearing a wide brimmed hat and a long coat. “Dani volunteered. She doesn’t have a mate, and has space in her shelter.”

“Is he ready, Patrino Joannas?” asks a voice you recognize from the wagon.

“Show him around. If he gives you any trouble, call out. And just call me Joannas. Patrino and Patro were the old way, we are building something new.” Joannas says and then walks to where they took the Tech.

Dani extends her hand. “Hi, I’m Dani. I appreciate you helping us out.”

“I don’t really have a choice, do I?” You shake her hand, “You can call me Helm.”

“Helm, that’s not in the Book.” She says with a confused look on her face.

“I’m a pilot so the crew of my ship calls me Helm. My given name is Matthew.”

She brightens up at that. “Matthew is a name from the Book.”

You chuckle, “Matthew or Helm is fine, I’ll answer to either. So tell me more about this place.” Her dark hair is pulled up under the hat, and her dark eyes complement her dark tanned skin. Her long coat hides the rest of her, except for the fur-lined leather boots.

She points to a small prefab structure at the edge of the forest. “Follow me. Let me show you where you’ll sleep. As you walk with her you notice that she’s half a head shorter than Navs. She’s about Meko’s or maybe Skipper’s height.

She points to the pump station, the schoolhouse, storage buildings, and other homes. As you look around, you notice that the majority of the people around you are women and girls.

“Dani, are most of the people in Najran, female?”

She nods. “Yep. Some were shunned by families, others ran from bad husbands, and some just heard the Truth.”

“Which are you?” You ask genuinely curious.

“I fled my husband. I was a girl when I married, and he wanted things that weren’t right. I asked Patro about it, but was told ‘A wife’s duty is to obey and not question.’ I asked where that’s in the Book, but Patro laughed and told me that I had to trust him because women can’t read.”

“In the wagon you said you read the Scriptures.”

She smiles at that. “Yep. When I ran, I found Najran, and Patrino took me in. She taught me to read and write. All o’ us here can, now.”

“So why don’t you go back to your husband?” you ask.

She shakes her head. “Never. What he wanted was wrong and against the Book, and women in Ciono ain’t supposed to read. I’d rather be shunned and with people here, than go back.”

She stops before a plasteel shack that is deep in the shade of the forest. “Here’s my place.” She opens the sliding door, and inside you see simple layout with camp stove, bunks along opposite walls, a small table with chairs, and a door to an area in back.

“What’s behind the door?” you ask.

“Shower and toilet.” She answers as she opens the windows then activates a couple of power lamps. She points to a small bunk. “That’s where you’ll sleep.”

Hanging up her hat and coat you see her dark hair is braided and wrapped around her head. Her plain blouse and trousers show a more feminine shape, but not what you expected. “You don’t wear a dress?”

She shakes her head. “It’s easier to work the fields and herds wearing pants.”

“When do I help with the Tech?”

She looks at you a little surprised. “I thought you might wanna rest and maybe eat first. Then maybe get to know me.”

“No, Dani, I want to do what’s needed and get back to my wife and ship.”

She looks shocked. “You have a wife? Does Joannas know?”

“I told her. She said after a rotation or two the Tech will be set up and then you’ll take me back to my ship.”

She grabs her hat again, and heads for the door. Moving at a quick pace she says, “Come on.”

“Did I say something wrong?” you ask as you catch up to her.

“No. You was truthful. That’s the right of it. Let’s get you to work.” A tone of irritation is in her voice.

In the large cavern, the cases are all opened and everything is laid out. A serious looking woman is using a minividi to record and catalog each item. You hear her say. “This will help. The power converter will plug into the existing water turbine, and the comms unit can be repaired. I’m not familiar with some of this.”

“Can you send a link to my ship?” you ask loudly.

“Not currently. Our comms unit flatlined the last link we cast out.” She answers.

You walk closer. “I’ll help were I can, but the people you really need are Meko and Cookie. They’re part of my ship’s crew and know Tech better than I do.” If you can get your hands on the minividi, you can send a link yourself.

You help by identifying a folto-style solar collector for her, then point to the repair parts for the Comms set, “Maybe I could start there? I should be able to get your comms system back up.”

Joannas comes up behind you. “Maybe later. Why don’t you help Delilah with the solar array. Getting power to the system will be more useful.”

You shrug and walk closer to the woman with the minividi. As you do, you overhear some of what Dani and Joannas are saying behind you. “You said if…But, I’m in season….my choice…..not supposed to have a wife.”

You glance over your shoulder and see Dani walking away in frustration. Maybe when you return to the shelter at the end of the day, you’ll ask her about it.

The woman with the minividi is Delilah. She asks how to best set up the collector. After explaining that direct light is best, and cables are the most reliable method of connection to whatever grid they have, she has a man, Andrew, and a woman, Susanna, help carry it, along with a couple of spools of cable.

Delilah walks in the lead as you climb the path up the sheer face of the mountain. You look around and notice defensive positions. They currently aren’t manned. “Delilah, what are those?” you ask, pointing to the concealed sites.

“Just guard posts. Don’t need them most of the time, but it’s good to have them when we do.” She says in a relaxed tone.

You think more about it. Guard posts, weapons, hidden buildings. “Do you have anything to worry about? It seems like a lot of defensive planning for folks following the Faith.”

Andrew, behind you says, “We’ve had problems with Independents, and there are those in Ciono who might be looking for those who fled.”

“Ok, but what little I saw, things there looked quiet, if a little guarded.” You comment.

“Helm, that’s the face they show to the few outsiders they let land. Don’t be fooled.”

You sort of shrug as you continue getting closer to the top of the mountain.

At the top, you realize it is more of a plateau than a mountain, with meadows and trees visible. All of you walk around the plateau as Delilah talks about how the star travels across the sky.

As a group you talk about the best way to set it up. Finally Delilah comes up with a plan. Using the heel of her boot, she marks off where she wants set up the collector. She has you unfold and set it up as Andrew and Susanna unspools the cables down the mountainside. Soon everything is connected and running. You notice the star is getting low in the sky. “Damn it, the Libereco should have been looking for me by now.” You mutter to yourself.

“Hopefully Patro Dionis isn’t delaying or holding your friends.” Andrew comments in a low tone.

“What do you mean?”

He moves closer, “I don’t want to alarm you, but if Patro Dionis sees something or someone he wants, he might find a reason to detain them.”

“But that’s against SG rules and if they do that to Independents, no one will trade…”

Andrew slowly nods as you realize that ‘Sleepers’ Colony’ doesn’t trade with outsiders.

“Oh damn.”

“There are some of us in Najran who joined because they disagree with how things run in Ciono.”

Delilah used the minividi to confirm power is working, so you can leave. “Delilah, can I use your minividi, to see if my friends are okay?” you ask with a tone of concern in your voice.

She shakes her head. “No. Not until Joannas says so.”

You are lead to a dwelling carved into the mountain, but there is now power and light. They show you were to clean up. After washing up, you are handed a ceramikajo mug full of hot herbal tea. You sniff it, and it smells like the same floral scent of what Joannas was drinking. Andrew takes a mug and sips it. “It’s okay. We aren’t poisoning or drugging you. It’s just we learned that boiled water was safer until we can get a filter unit at the pump house.”

You take a tentative sip. It reminds you of tea that Kurgio drinks.

They lead you through a corridor that connects multiple rooms until it comes out into a large room with smooth polished walls. The lights from the ceiling gently reflect off the walls. There are long tables with benches arranged in lines. There are bowls and platters of food.

“Do you always eat like this?” you ask Andrew.

He smiles, “No, this is in your honor. While we set up the solar collector, others connected to the river turbine, so there is now power to all the homes. We are thankful for it.”

You find an empty seat by Dani. Andrew, Susanna, and Delilah also sit at the same table.

Once you are seated you notice that no one has filled their plates yet. You sip your mug and wait.

Dani asks you how things went, and you and Andrew answer her questions.

Soon the benches are all full, and Joannas asks for silence as she leads in the blessing of the food. As part of the blessing she mentions the blessing of Tech and knowledgeable people, then finishes with “Amyn”.

The food is warm, fresh, and flavorful. You say that your ship’s cook and your wife would love the food.

Delilah and Susanna both look surprised hearing that you are married, but don’t comment.

After vespermango, Dani guides you back to her dwelling. She tells you that you can clean up and that she has clothing you can change into. It’s just a simple pair of woven cloth shorts and a loose pull-over shirt, along with a set of trousers and long sleeved shirt for tomorrow. There is almost a coldness to her tone.

“Dani, have I done anything wrong?”

“No Matthew. You’re doin’ what’s asked of you. That’s all there’s to it.”

She turns her back to you. “Go get cleaned and change. Do you want some more tea?”

“I’m not thirsty.” You say as you take the shorts, shirt, and walk into the washroom. The shower water is hot. Yes, the water heater is working. There are a couple of towels hanging up. You use one to dry off and then hang it back up. The shorts and shirt have drawstrings to fasten them. As you step out you, Dani is on her knees praying. When she finishes she wipes her eyes. “Say your prayers and get some sleep.” There is sadness in her voice.

You walk close to her. “Dani, why are you crying?”

“I’m praying for a baby. I thought you was an answer to that prayer.”

“Oh.” You softly say.

“Just go to bed. Tomorrow’s another day.” She says as she turns off the lamps.

You lie on your bunk. “Dani” you ask softly, “Andrew mentioned that my friends may be in danger. What’s the truth to it?”

In the dark room you hear her answer. “Pray for their safety. Some of us fled danger. Some were cast out. None of us think Ciono is a safe place.”

“Do you know how to use Comms or a minividi?” you ask.

“I ain’t had the schooling for that. I can read but I’m not good with Tech. Go to sleep. We’ll ask Joannas in the morning.” She says with sadness still in her voice.

“Goodnight Dani” you say as you pull a woven blanket over you and fall asleep.

The Space Freighter Libereco - Going to Sleepers' Colony - Chapter 18

 

Once Navs has the Nav Point and the Autotrack on, she sits down next to you in the galley. Skipper called this meeting to brief everyone about what happened on 059 and why you are going to ‘Sleepers’ Colony’.

You hand Navs a cup of coffee with lakto and sukero, just how she likes it. She smiles and sips it.

“Ok. The reason I called everyone here, is I want you to understand what UGA asked of us.” Skipper starts off. She paces around the galley as she talks. “What do you know about ‘Sleepers’ Colony’?” she asks.

“They are a colony of religious conservatives, founded so they could express their ‘religious freedom’ against what they view as Uggo corruption of society and traditional values.” You respond.

“Yes. Has anyone ever visited it?” She asks.

You shake your head and notice that everyone is doing the same thing.

“Damn, I was hoping to get some ‘on the ground’ intel before we send them a link.”

Navs leans forward on her elbows “What’s all this about Skipper? And why is UGA asking us to go instead of sending a Maristo?”

Skipper walks over to the vidi, taps it, and plays a recorded transmission. You hear a female voice. “This is Joannas of Najran trying to reach out to any ship willing to sell us Tech. We don’t have many valutos but we’ll trade agro goods. We are not part of the main colony. We fled and set up our own settlement. Please help us”

Kurgio scratches his head, “Skipper I hadn’t heard that ‘Sleepers’ Colony’ had expanded beyond the farms and ranches that surround the Temple of Ciono.”

She taps the screen again, and a visual of the planet appears. “That’s why I’m asking what you know.” She taps the planet and it zooms in to what is probably a Maristo-made orbital scan. There is a large temple in the center of a town, with many farms and ranches spreading out. Dirt roads seem to connect everything. There doesn’t appear to be a landing pad, but there is a level clearing with multiple roads leading away from it. “That’s the colony.” She spins the image. “According to the Uggos, the transmission originated from beyond the colony farms, close to the coastline.” She zooms in. “But orbital scans didn’t detect anything. They could be well camouflaged, or they might be in caves or caverns.”

Meko raises his hand, “Skipper, how do we find someone who wants to stay hidden but also wants help?”

She extends her arms wide, “That’s part of what I want from all o’ you.”

Kurgio leans back in his chair, “The Komandanto of 059 recommended that I drop a link to the Temple and ask if they need any medical attention. We can also offer to trade some of what we have in the holds.”

“That’s good for Ciono, but how do we find this ‘Najran’?” Navs asks.

Skipper nods to Cookie. “Skipper and I have been thinking about that ever since she mentioned ‘Sleepers’ Colony’. Part of what they believe is that men run and control things. So Kurgio, Meko, and Helm will have to be the ones who do all of the talking and negotiating.”

Navs nods “Which leaves us ‘poor simple womenfolk’ to listen and see what we can find. Got ya.”

Skipper taps the vidi again. “According to what the UGA has on the colony, they all dress conservatively. Men are in slacks and shirts, with coats and hats, while women wear long skirts, modest blouses that cover everything, and a headscarf or bonnet to cover their hair.” Images of the colony fill the screen. Farmers and ranchers dressed very simply.

“Skipper, does that mean we have to dress like that? I mean coveralls are conservative. They don’t show anything.” Navs comments.

Skipper taps off the screen. “We don’t want to cause trouble and we need information. If we can blend in, then we might learn what we need.”

Meko raises his hand again. “Skipper, why don’t the Maristos just land and search?”

Before she can answer, you respond “These people fled the Core and government for their religious freedom. If Maristos or any Uggos show up, these people will either be non-responsive or worse, hold up until the government leaves.”

Cookie chimes in “You know why they are the Sleepers?”

Meko shakes his head.

“My Grana and Granp told me the story of the “Seven Sleepers”. It goes back many eons, where there was seven faithful who were persecuted by a pagan government, so they hid in a cave, which the soldiers sealed up. Many years passed and the old government fell. When the cave was opened, the faithful woke up as if they had just slept for a night. They left the cave and freely practiced their religion.”

Meko looks a little shocked, “But that’s just a myth right?”

Skipper walks over and fills a cup with coffee. “Meko, does it matter? It’s what they believe. They believe they are the faithful and will outlast the ‘pagan government’.”

He looks to Cookie, “You don’t believe that?”

She shakes her head, “Naw, the Uggo schools took all that away. My grans even stopped going to church. But before, in the hills, as free holders, they tried to teach me the Faith.”

Kurgio gets up and fills a cup with hot water for tea “Too bad you’re a woman. I’d prefer you talking to them. You at least know Faith.”

She nods. “I’ll stand with you, be your nurse or your assistant. Do what I can to help.”

Skipper takes a sip of coffee, nodding. “Do that. Find a long skirt, and cover your hair. Navs and I will stay on the ship while you and the menfolk handle things.”

You follow Navs as she heads back to the Con. “Are you going to be okay?” you ask.

She stops, turns and hugs you. “I’ll be a little lonely while you bunk down.”

You put your arms around her. “No, I meant not being able to be part of the trades and negotiations. You always enjoy doing that.”

She shakes her head. “I’ll be fine. Not having to deal with bigoted idiots who think the only value of a woman is the children that she can produce will be a relief. I haven’t been there before, but they aren’t the first religious group we’ve dealt with.”

“True, but most of those were more ‘spiritual types’, and not so strictly defined by their beliefs.” You say, thinking back to previous missions on other colonies where folks were wearing robes, Gis, or other strange uniforms. “These folks don’t like ‘outsiders’, except when they really need something.”

“We’ll be okay. You had a long shift, and we were interrupted. Why don’t you rack out. We have a few hours until we get there.” She says kissing you. “I have a ship to fly and comms to check.”

You kiss her again and head for your cabin. You are more tired than you thought because once you lie on the bed, you are asleep.

You are woken by a kiss and something tickling the tip of your nose. “Time to get up sleepy head.” Navs says as she tickles the tip of your nose with the end of her braid.

You get up, shower, dress in the grey coveralls that Navs pulled out for you, and then head for the main cargo hold. Skipper, and Cookie are wearing long black skirts, and grey blouses, with grey head scarves. Meko is wearing a set of grey coveralls, similar to yours, while Kurgio is dressed in a black coat and tie.

Skipper looks at you. “Good, Navs told you to wear the greys. It will be easier to tell them that grey is our standard uniform.” You nod, not mentioning that Navs just pulled them out and left them on your bunk. 

A masculine voice rings through the ship. “Skipper, we are about to enter orbit. I’ll request landing clearance, or do you want Kurgio to do it?”

She taps the screen. “That’s good use of the voice modulator. Make the initial request. If they need convincing, I’ll have Kurgio submit a follow up.”

Skipper and Cookie go over the plan, pointing out which pieces of cargo should be offered for trade. Kurgio nods while holding on to his medic bag.

A few minutes later, Navs’ augmented voice comes over again, “Everyone strap in, we are cleared and about to enter atmos.”

Everyone heads for the bulkhead seats in the cargo bay. Once everyone is strapped in, Skipper nods and taps the vidi, “We’re set. Let’s do this.”

The main engine cuts off and you hear the maneuvering thrusters kick on. At this point all you can do is wait for the ship to land. You hate when you aren’t at the controls. Navs is as good a pilot as you, but you feel useless strapped in the cargo hold instead of helping in the Con. A few minutes later the shaking stops and the ship is in lower atmos.

The vidi kicks on again, this time a strange voice says “Welcome to Ciono, I am Patro Dionis, can I speak to your Doktoro before we allow you to land?”

Kurgio taps his minividi, links it to the ship, and answers, “This is Doktoro Ion Novak, UMP certified, and ready to offer medical services to your colony.”

“Thanks be, Doktoro, but what brings you to our quiet gathering?” Patro Dionis asks. “We hadn’t sent out any emergency links.”

“We are an Independent Medical Transport. We checked in at Station 059, asking if they knew of any medical needs. They mentioned that your colony hadn’t had a UMP member visit in a while. I thought it was my Faithful Duty to see if there were any in need.”

Patro Dionis’s tone changes a bit. “Be ye a follower of the Faith?”

Cookie taps the vidi and chimes in, “Pardon, Patro, he is not a follower, but he respects your ways. His Calling is to aid those in need. Isn’t it against the Faith to prevent such a blessed mission?”

“Who is this woman, to speak such to a man, without proper introduction?” He responds.

Kurgio chimes in “This is Cookie, my nurse and assistant. She was raised in the Faith and helps me, Patro Dionis.”

“Greeting to you, Cookie, and to you too Doktoro. You have our blessing to land. We will put out the word for those who have a need to come to your ship.”

“Thank you. We also have some trade goods and tech, so if you wish to look. Maybe there is something you need?”

There is a pause, and then he responds. “Thank ye, Doktoro, I’ll have a few members of our council take you up on your offer.”

“You are welcome. Doktoro out.” Kurgio says as he switches off his minividi.

Cookie looks at him and shrugs, “I thought you needed my help, so I just jumped in.”

He smiles. “I know and appreciate it.”

A few minutes later, the Libereco has landed. As the cargo ramp drops, you enjoy the warm feeling of a fresh late spring day. You have no idea if this planet even has seasons, but fresh air beats the refreshed and recycled air you usually breathe. You hang back as Kurgio and Cookie walk down and meet with the locals. Tapping your minividi, you check on Navs. “Is everything good up there?”

Her smiling face fills the screen in your hand, “Yeah, I’m doing passive scans for any comms outside of the colony.”

“I’d love to help, but…”

“But Skipper needs you to be muscle down there.” She finishes with a wink.

You hadn’t thought about it until now, yes, you are physical muscle, to move, carry, and deliver trade goods, but you also, as a male member of the crew, provide a physical presence in case anything goes wrong.

“I’ll check on you later.” You say, then tap off your minividi and stand there at the top of the ramp as they negotiate. You and Meko watch as Kurgio does all the talking, with Cookie and Skipper making suggestions to him, but not addressing the men of the colony directly.

Soon, the meeting ends, with Kurgio and Cookie following a bearded man with a wide-brimmed, black hat that might be Patro Dionis. Skipper walks back up the ramp and points out various pieces of tech and some frostviando and frostlegomoj that Cookie pulled out of the ice hold prior to landing.

Wagons drawn by cavaloj or bovoj pull up to the bottom of the ramp. Meko and Skipper meet them. Once again, Meko talks directly to the men, while Skipper only tells her comments and suggestions to him. You shake your head. “Not letting our women talk or negotiate is just stupid.” You mutter to yourself.

Meko points to which items go on which wagon. Skipper silently records everything on her minividi, checking off each item as you help load. Meko receives transfers of valutos onto his minividi.

The last wagon is drawn by two cavaloj, with a canvas covering, and loaded with furs and hides. As Meko negotiates with the driver, you overhear Skipper saying “Sir, I didn’t think the Doktoro agreed to trading goods for tech. I thought everything was to be paid, not traded.”

Meko and Skipper talk back and forth quietly while the wagon driver looks nervous and impatient. Two people climb out of the back and begin offloading the hides onto the ramp. You walk closer and ask “What do you want to do?”

Meko points out “This is the tech that Cookie and I brought onboard for trade. I don’t care if I make a profit on it or not. Besides, hides and furs can be very useful and profitable in other parts of the Rim.”

Skipper shakes her head. “This looks to be the last wagon, so do what you want. I’m going up to the Con.”

Meko smiles and points to a few large carry cases. “Helm, grab those.”

You carry one at a time, while Meko is focused on counting and moving the hides and furs.

When you help load the last case into the wagon, you feel a cold circle of metal press to the back of your head. “Mister, don’t say nothing. Drop your minividi and climb into the wagon.”

Pulling your minividi from your pocket, you drop it on the ground, then climb in. You see another person holding a projectile thrower pointed at you, then a rag is pulled across your mouth and a jupo sack over your head. You feel the wagon rumble down the dirt road.

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Helping You with Your Cam Site, After Work

To make some extra money, we agreed that you could post on an adult site. You do Cam Shows and sell pre-recorded videos. Today you are doing it from our bedroom, while I’m teleworking in my office, down the hall. Lying on our bed wearing only a spaghetti strap top and lacy panties, you have your laptop on a lap desk. You are focused on DMs and answering requests from fans, and looking away from the doorway.

You are so focused on your screen that you don’t notice that I finished for the day and walked up behind you. You don’t know that I am reading and seeing what you are posting.

A fan has tipped you for some photos, so you pull up your “intro sexy photo package” and put them in the chat. He responds by telling you what he wants to do to your nipples and pussy.

You slowly reach into your top and pull your nipple.

“Do you want some help with that?” I ask from behind you.

You turn, your nipple still between your fingers. “Oh, are you done with work?” You ask.

I lean forward and kiss you. “I’m done, but you can keep working. Do you need some help?”

“Yes, I need some help” you say. I step to the edge of the bed, and get on my knees. Then, place my hands on your thighs.

“If I stay here, will you still be able to work?” I ask, as move one hand closer to your panties. Slowly I rub the damp fabric against your pussy lips which are almost visible. “You’ve been busy. You’ve had some good fans today I see.” and I softly kiss the inside of your right thigh.

“Want me to lay on the edge of the bed like this ?” You adjust yourself on the pillows behind you, so you can still use the laptop but give me access to your pussy.

“Focus on your work, my love. Don’t mind me.” I say as you feel my lips slowly moving up your thigh.

You try to look at the DMs. Many of them are other creators advertising or taking part in competitions. Scrolling down, you look for some of your more reliable fans.

You feel the tip of my tongue lick the crotch of your panties. That feeling of the wet fabric moving up and down your sensitive lips. “It’s hard to concentrate baby, all I want is your tongue deep in my pussy. You’ve got me so wet” You say in an almost serious tone.

“I thought we agreed that you would work on your site, until you had enough tips for the day. If I am disturbing you, I can go and start dinner.” I say in a playful tone.

You feel me slide the crotch of your panties to the side and the tip of my firm, wet tongue slowly going up and down the edge of your damp lips. You let out a light moan as I tease your clit with the tip of my tongue. Then I lick around your clit and then back down. You tighten your thighs around my head a bit.

“Mmmmm is that for me or a fan?” I playfully mumble around your pussy lips. You try to focus on your screen, finding one of your favorite fans.

“You’ve got me playing with my tits as you tongue fuck me and make me moan” you type onto the screen.

You read “How good does it feel? My tongue in your wet pussy?”

You place one hand on my head and type with the other. “My pussy is so wet. Your tongue feels so good. I want to cum on your mouth.” I continue licking and I grip your thigh with one hand and tease the crack of your ass with the other.

In your DMs your fan wants to show you his hard cock because you are so sexy. You feel my tongue thrust into your wet pussy so deeply that my nose rubs your clit.

You type “Yes show me your hard cock. Tip me and I’ll tell you what I want to do with it.” “Keep going baby” you tell me. You remove the hand from my head. Your hands are shaking a bit as you try to concentrate on typing. My mouth moves up to your clit, at the same time you see a TIP message flash on your screen and a full screen shot of a beautiful hard cock.

His hard dick looks so tasty, and thick. Your mouth is watering at the thought of sucking it, as you feel me suck your clit firmly. Desire and pleasure are filling you. You bite your lower lip as you try to focus on typing. “I want to suck your hard cock.” you type.

He responds. “Yes, suck it. Suck it hard. Then I want to fuck your pretty pink mouth.”

You moan a bit, as I lick and suck your clit, and you feel two of my fingers slide into your wet pussy. You quickly look at your media vault and find some videos of you sucking my hard cock, and another one of you sucking one of your dildos.

“Fuck yes that feels so good baby” you tell me breathlessly. As you feel my fingers going in and out, thrusting and twisting, you slowly exhale, and try to type. “Do you want to see my mouth getting fucked? Unlock these now.” adding the price and sending them.

You pull your nipple firmly as I keep working your pussy.

“Yeah! I’m gonna fuck that sweet mouth of yours” he types as you see him pay for the videos.

“Do you want a see my throat fucked hard like this baby?” you type as you post a different video of you deep-throating me. The thought of a cock in your mouth as I am filling your pussy is almost too much.

You release your nipple and suck three of your fingers. Imaging your mouth being stretched by a thick cock. You feel your orgasm moving through you, as you squeeze your thighs around me and suck your fingers harder. Your pussy pulses around my fingers as I suck your clit firmly

Breathing harder than you thought, you open your thighs and set your hand on the bed. You lean forward and I move closer to you. I kiss your lips and you taste your pussy on me. “Are you done with work for the day?” I ask.

Your nipples rub against the fabric of your top, as you slow your breathing. “No baby but I can take some time off and be with you.” You respond.

I hug you tightly and kiss you again. “How about I make dinner? You can finish checking your DMs. Besides I think you might want to change and clean up before we eat. Or do you want to sit in the dining room in your wet panties?” I ask with a smile.

(This was a simple stand alone fantasy that I wrote originally on OnlyFans. I hope you enjoyed it. If you did, Like and Leave me a Comment. If you enjoy my writings, Follow and Subscribe. See you next time.)

The Space Freighter Libereco - Returning to the Rim - Chapter 17

 “Do you, Mattew Holmes take Nancy Johnson to be your lawfully wedded wife?”. That question keeps echoing in your head. “I Do.” You said confidently, or at least you think you sounded confident as you wore a suit similar to that of a Cadet, but the civilian equivalent. Navs, Nancy, your wife, wore a traditional dress that she and her mother picked out.

After you kissed, you walked out, hand in hand, under raised swords. You shouldn’t have had a military ceremony. If anything, it should have been just the two of you with a couple of witnesses at the Magistrate. But Nav’s father must have called in every favor possible to have a ceremony at the floto chapel.

“Please identify yourself.” A link comes over the main vidi.

You stop remembering your wedding and focus answering the Maristo at the saltopunkto.

“This is the Independent Freighter Libereco, leaving the Core, traveling to the Rim. We are a chartered medical transport.” You respond, using the same story as when you left the Rim. It’s not entirely false. You have a UMP certified Doctor, and his name is on all of the documents. It’s just not the whole truth.

“Transfer your Logs and prepare to be boarded.” The Maristo says in an almost mechanical tone.

“Transferring and shutting down.” You say. You mute the main vidi and link the rest of the ship. “Skipper, you were right, they want to board and inspect.”

“Is everyone ready?” She responds. You see and hear variations of “ready” or “affirmative” flash across your screens.

The clamp of the Maristo’s shuttle thumps solidly the ship as it docks. A moment later the airlock on view of on one of the auxiliary vidis shows a uniformed man and the indicator goes from red to green.

Skipper, Cookie, and Kurgio are in the cargo bay to meet him as he checks documents, does a quick inspection of the hold, and then is escorted up to Med Bay to verify the doctor’s manifest of “medical support materials for the Rim”.

You stop watching the smaller vidis and focus on the main one, ensuring the Nav points are set, and the ship is ready to go through the pordego.

“How are you holding up?” a soft familiar voice asks from behind you.

You sigh, “I’m okay. A bit lonely here by myself, but as soon as we finish the saltopunkto, I’m ready to go through the pordego, and get us back to the rim.”

You feel Nav’s arms around your neck. “Awww, didn’t you have a nice time in the Core?” she teases you.

You turn your head and kiss her. “I just have to remember that you are now my wife, and not just the woman I fuck all the time.” You reply teasingly.

“Oh, is that how it is? Now we are married, we aren’t going to fuck all the time?” she says in mock anger.

Before you can respond, Skipper’s face fills the Main vidi. “Remember I can see you two when you are in the Con. What do I tell you?”

In unison you both respond “You will strand us on the next planet if you catch us fucking in the Con.”

Skipper smiles “Or?” 
 “Or on the exercise equipment, or in the Galley.”

She nods her head, “The Maristo is just about done. As soon as he disconnects, make way. I’ll make the announcement so every can strap in.”

“Sounds good, Skipper.” You respond. You tap the screen to mute it, “You need to either strap in next to me or head back to our quarters.”

She kisses you. “You mean our new quarters? I’m still not used to having the double cabin, but I agree with Cookie and Skipper that by vacating our previous cabins, that frees up two small quarters that can be used for passengers if we need.”

You see on an auxiliary vidi that the Maristo is in the Cargo Bay, by the airlock, shaking hands with Kurgio, then Cookie, and a friendly wave to Skipper. You unmute the screens. “I wish you well on the rim, Doctor. Good luck.”

A moment later the icon goes from green to red, and the clamps release. You ensure the vidis are showing the status of the various ships functions, and send a link to the Saltopunkto, “This is Independent Freighter Libereco, entering the Pordego.”

Skipper’s voice echoes though the ship. “Everyone, strap in. Helm, you may proceed when ready.”

The saltopunkto responds “SS Libereco, you are cleared to proceed. We wish you and the doctor well on your mission.”

“Great, now it sounds like we are ‘medical missionaries’ doing ‘God’s work’ in the ‘uncivilized areas’.” You mutter to yourself before you unmute and respond. “Thank you. Libereco out.”

Travel through the pordego and inspection by the UGA Maristo from the saltopunkto on the other side are uneventful. Things are so quiet as you head for Station 059 that Cookie makes a sauce from fresh tomatoes along with nudeloj. She even warns you and Skipper that the sauce is for eating and not “food play”, as you fill a cup of coffee during a break. Soon the verspermango is ready and Navs joins you as you sit down in the galley to eat. 

During the mango, everyone makes small talk. A few questions about what Skipper thinks will be on Station 059 once we plug into the system and retrieve messages.

“Meko, I know you and Cookie stored away things like a couple of sciuroj. Is any of that good for trade or just extra stores for emergencies?”

Meko looks at Cookie and gives her a slow nod before responding. “Skipper, When you dropped me off, Cookie gave me a list of things that useful on new colonies or for free holders. None of it is dangerous or restricted but the taxes on them are high, so we filled the smuggling holds that weren’t full of frostaj mangoj, and thought...”

“We shoulda run it past you first Skipper, but I was thinking of Kris when I saw all the supplies at the markets of Fokalurbo, on Ciela Ripoza. If she had just access to a few simple pieces of reliable tech, then her life would be easier. So I left Meko and Beto with a list of items to have ready when returned from Brila Monteto.”

“It’s all paid for, up front. Cookie and me thought it might be a good investment and an easy way to make a few valutos outside of our usual runs.” Meko finishes.

Skipper sighs. “When mango’s over, you two need to give me a full list of everything you brought on board. Cookie, Next time tell me first. I had plans to pick up a few items at 059, but if the smuggler’s holds are full, I guess we’ll have to wait.”

Navs looks at you and nods, “Skipper, do you want me to take your shift in the Con, while you work this out? Helm’s only got another hour before shift change.”

She shakes her head slowly while still looking at Cookie and Meko, “That will work. I was going to have Helm stay on a bit longer, but if you would rather switch.”

Navs smiles as she strokes your thigh under the table. “I want my man rested for when my shift ends.”

You kiss her on the cheek and caress her thigh under the table too.

“Then it’s settled. Any other surprises before I finish eating?” Skipper asks as she spins a long nudelo on her fork before eating it.

You head for the Con while Kurgio does the dishes and Skipper, Cookie, and Meko head for the Cargo hold.

In the corridor, a pair of hands pulls you into a room. Soft lips press against yours. “It’s so tempting to take you back to our bunk and fuck you silly then start my shift. That’s what I really want to do.” Navs says in a soft but passionate tone.

“I love that idea, but it’ll have to wait. Maybe when we pull into 059 we can volunteer to stay onboard as everyone else does what they need?”

She kisses you hard again and then purrs as she hugs you tightly. “I love that idea. Just you and me on the ship. We haven’t done that since we got married.”

“Nor have we really broken in the new quarters properly.” You respond with a wink.

Her face brightens up “Oooh, let me think of something special.”

You smile as you hug her and shake your head, “No, you’ll soon be on shift, so I should come up with something special.”

“Mmmm maybe some of tonight’s sauce.” She says with broad grin.

You laugh loudly “Oh no. Cookie made me promise we wouldn’t use the sauce. It is only for the nudeloj. She even scolded Skipper about that.”

She makes an exaggerated pout. “Cookie’s a spoil sport. Ok. Get back up to the Con. I’ll take over shortly.” She kisses you deeply again and hugs you tightly so you feel her breasts press against your chest. “She must be in a horny mood”, you think to yourself.

“Welcome to UGA Space Station 059, approaching ship please identify yourself.” An androgynous face with a regulation short haircut appears on your vidi, says in a pleasant tone.

Navs is in her seat next to you, prepared to take over her shift. “This is the Independent Freighter Libereco, currently charted as a medical transport.” She says in a smooth and professional tone. Just hearing her voice turns you on sometimes. “We are returning from the Core and request to link into the Rim network. While docked, we’ll refuel and prepare for outer Rim travel.”

“SS Libereco, you are cleared to land. Please have your Doctor and Captain report to Station Ops. Bring your Nav Plan and other documents.”

You sigh as you hear all of this. “Station 059, will do. This is the Libereco preparing to dock.” Navs mutes the Main vidi, as you tap an auxiliary screen. “Skipper and Kurgio, Station Ops want you to check in once we arrive. I think it might have to do with us being a Medical Charter.”

Skipper nods as she looks at her vidi. She taps it, “Kurgio, have your logs and docs ready. Also bring your kitbag, if the Station needs help, they might not want to cast it on a link.”

You make sure tap your vidi, switching it to a status screen, then look at Navs. “What do you think all that’s about?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “I dunno, but I’ll take things from here.” She leans over and kisses your cheek. Her lips feel so warm on your skin. “Go to get ready for me. I’ll be down as soon as I can.”

You unstrap yourself, kiss her, and head for your quarters. Opening the hatch you look at it. Really look at it. You hadn’t noticed the dirty clothes that need to be bagged up, and a few dishes taken from the Galley that need returned and cleaned. Even though you and Navs are now married, you are still living like a couple whose lives overlap, but aren’t fully connected. Neither of you are complaining, but then again you were happy together before the wedding, why should any of it change? You focus on cleaning. 

A few minutes later, Navs voice rings through the ship, “We are approaching the docking bay, prepare for landing.”

Quickly you put a few more things away and then strap into one of the bulkhead seats in the cabin. You’re not worried about the landing, but when she switches from artificial gravity to the station’s gravity, it could be jarring. You’d hate to concuss yourself on the hull and have Navs find you unconscious, instead of relaxing on your double bunk, and waiting for her.

Docking goes at it should. Once the inertial dampeners are off, along with the artificial gravity, you unstrap yourself and finish making the cabin look “special”.

You change out of your work coveralls and put on exercise shorts and t-shirt, then lie on the bunk, with two glasses and a bottle of campano that you kept after the wedding reception.

You close your eyes and wait.

Soft lips kiss yours. “Is my lover tired?” you hear a soft voice playfully ask.

Keeping your eyes closed you answer “I don’t know, you should ask him, but your husband is ready for you.” You reach up and hug her, pulling her down on top of you.

“You cleaned up.” She says after a long passionate kiss.

“Yeah. You wanted me to make things special. I thought a clean cabin, a glass of campano, and a horny husband would be special enough.”

She gets off of you, grabs the bottle from the small table and fills two glasses.

“Skipper and Kurgio are on the way to Station Ops, Cookie and Meko are checking out the station supply point, and all ship’s comms have been sent down here.”

“You are such a clever woman. What should we drink to?” You ask.

“Here is to having the ship all to ourselves for the next hour.” You clink your glasses and sip the bubbly liquor.

“If we only have an hour, we better get started.” You say as you empty your glass, put it down, and then unfasten the front of Navs’ coveralls. Her firm breasts look so lovely. “No bra?” you playfully ask.

“Of course not. I knew we’d be short for time.” She leans closely and whispers “No panties either.”

You help slide her coveralls off her naked body. She is always so toned and firm. The woman of your dreams. Her hard nipples look so tasty, you slowly lick around each one, and then suck each one firmly.

You feel her hand slide into your shorts and rub your hardening dick through your briefs.

“Awww, You’re still wearing underwear.” She says in mock disappointment. “And I thought you wanted to make it special.”

You stop sucking her nipple, move up to her mouth, kiss her, and respond, “I thought I would keep things wrapped. Make it better for you to open.”

“Oh, so you wrapped up something I already have, to try to make it special?” She quips with a wink and an exaggerated pout.

You lean back on the bed, “Well, if you really don’t want it….”

She laughs, pulls down your drawers, freeing your hardening shaft. “You know I want it. Not only that, I have the document showing that it’s mine.”

She licks the tip and then licks up and down the shaft. You reach out and caress her breasts.

Skipper’s voice comes across the vidi. “Navs, ready the ship, we need to leave for ‘Sleepers’ Colony’ as soon as everyone is back on board.”

Navs has the transmit view blocked, but taps it to activate the audio. “Will do Skipper. What’s up?”

“I’ll brief everyone later. Just have things ready to go.”

“Understood. Out” she responds, taps the screen and kisses you deeply. “Duty calls.”

As she pulls her coveralls back on, you grab a set and pull them on over your exercise clothes. “It sounds serious. I’ll give you a hand.”

“Thanks. Maybe once we are underway, and Skipper has the Con, we can pick up where we left off?” She kisses you again. “Nice job cleaning up.” And she is out of the room, her light colored braid down her back, the last thing you see.

You sigh as you pull on your shoes. “Duty calls.”

Punishment for Not Paying Attention in History Class

 

**This is a work of pure fantasy. It is only in the imagination of the writer.**

You are taking my college history class. As I’m lecturing about “some ancient war” and walking around the room, you are sexting your boyfriend, instead of paying attention. Your boyfriend, is showing you “dick pics” and describing how, later today he wants to fuck you hard and fast. He even gives you a video of him vigorously stroking himself. It turns you on a bit. You squeeze your thighs together tightly for a second, as your pussy is tingling and getting damp. You slide your phone under the desk and take a photo of your wet panties. As you pull it back above your desk…

“What does, whatever you are doing on your cell phone, have to do with the Swedish Empire and the reign of Gustavus Adolphus?” I am standing right over your shoulder. You don’t know what I saw. “Give me your phone. You can get it back at the end of the day.” I hold out my hand and you give it to me. You watch me hit the power button and return back to my desk, where I put it in a drawer.

At the end of class you ask for it. “Come back at the end of the day. Maybe you will pay attention during the rest of your classes today.” I tell you.

You only have two more classes today and when you finish, you come back to my classroom and ask for your phone. “I will give you back your phone, but first tell me what was so important.” You want to shock me, so you show me the texts of your boyfriend typing that he wants to lick your pussy, suck your clit, and finger-fuck your ass. “Oh. Is that what you want too?” You show me a selfie you took of your visibly damp panties. “So, while I was teaching, you were teasing yourself with your boyfriend?”

I reach under your skirt… And feel your panties. I rub small firm circles on your mound. “Is that what you need?” You silently nod because it feels so good.

I step away and lock the door. “Sit on my desk. Before I give let you keep your phone, I am going to give you what you want.”

Spreading your legs, you feel my face between your thighs. “Mmmm yes you were excited earlier.” My tongue licks the fabric of your damp panties.  Up and down…Around and across. I push aside the crotch of your panties and lick your pussy lips as they are getting wetter.

As I lick slowly, you feel my tongue around your clit. Then I suck it. Then I lick down, thrusting my tongue deep inside of you. You grab my head and press yourself harder against my face. I lift your legs and you feel it as I move my tongue down to your anus and lick. You feel my tongue on your tight asshole, something your boyfriend hadn't tried. I then slowly lick my way back up to your clit.

You feel the gentle suction of my mouth on your sensitive nub as I work two fingers into your pussy.

You feel my fingers going in and out. Thrusting and twisting as my warm mouth sucking your clit. “You are like a lot of college girls. You love your pussy eaten and your ass fucked.”

I pull you off the desk, put you on your knees, and feed you my hard cock. You feel the spongy tip on your lips. My fingers are in your hair as I grab your head and you grab my dick. You lick around the tip and shaft. then you suck my cock firmly. My dick feels so hard in your mouth.

“Yes, you college girls have such talented mouths. Get me good and hard and I'll fuck you on my desk.”

I let go of your head, sliding my hands into your blouse and massage your breasts. My hands feel good on your hard nipples. I pinch your nipples as you suck me firmly. My cock is so hard in your mouth and my balls are tight against your chin. “You suck so well.”

I pull from your mouth, stand you up, bending you across my desk as I flip up you skirt, and pull down your panties. Your pussy feels so good around my cock as I thrust and hold it. You feel my dick throbbing inside of you as I cum. “Yyyyyeeeessss. Rub your clit and cum again like the horny little girl you are.” You rub harder and faster until you feel the wave of pleasure move through you. I wait until you stop, then slowly remove my softening dick from your messy pussy.

I pull up your panties. “Maybe you should take a close-up selfie of your panties now, with cum leaking out. Maybe your nasty boyfriend will love it. Next time, don’t use your phone in my class or the punishment will be more severe.” I hand you back you phone and unlock the door. You leave thinking about what might happen next time.

Learning the Ropes

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Renting to a Cam Girl

You are a single girl renting from an old widower. It's a nice size room so you use it to make extra money on the side with Cam Shows, from time to time. Today the weather is nice and you have the windows open so you feel a cool breeze blow through. You smell the scent of fresh cut grass, and the soft sound of the electric mower as I'm outside mowing the lawn. 
 
It's a good day to do a Cam Show, so you turn on your ring light, sign into your account, and start streaming. Looking at the camera connected to your laptop, you slowly caressing yourself. Rubbing yourself through the fabric, that feels so good against your skin, then slowly unzip the top.

There's a loud knock at your door, as I yell. “I don’t know what you are doing, but it’s visible from the street.”

Opening your door, your top unzipped and your bra is all that’s covering your breasts, you grab my t-shirt, wet with sweat from yard work, and pull me into your room.

"You told me that this is my room to do whatever I want in. True?" 

And I nod “But…” 

"And I pay my rent on time, and I’m a clean and friendly tenant?" You continue. 

“Yes, but…” 

"One of the ways I make money, is making sexy videos on my laptop. People pay me good money for that."

You still have your cam feed going. And fans are typing suggestions. “Get back to the show.” “Kick him out”, “Suck his cock” “Fuck her hard” and so on. There are ‘dings’ as each comment posts. 

“I agree. But close your curtains. What is that ‘ding’ noise?” You show me the screen. I see the tips on the screen too.

You undo your bra and start playing with your nipples. “What are you doing….mmmffgg” I start to ask as you grab my head and pull my face to your round breast. I hear more dings. I suck your nipple and it hardens in my mouth.

You undo my jeans and pull out my cock. You lick your fingers and slowly stroke my hardening shaft. I suck your other nipple. "That’s it baby, suck my nipple. Your dick is getting hard."

As you stroke me faster, you want your pussy licked. You let go, and push me to my knees. You unzip your black jeans…. Slide them down your hips. You grab my hair and push my face against your pussy. "Lick my pussy, baby."

Your panties are still on. I lick the fabric. You feel my tongue press the fabric against your pussy lips. There are more dings on your laptop.

"Pull down my panties and stick your tongue in my pussy." You command. I pull them down quickly and look at your smooth pussy, seeing it for the first time. You press my face against it. My damp mustache and beard feel different but good as I lick up and down, unsure of what I’m doing. I grab your hips for leverage as I slide my tongue inside of you. You grind your pussy against my mouth. The dings continue faster.

You pull me up and push me to the bed. "Get on and lie there." You command. I’m a bit confused, but do as you order. You move the laptop so the camera gets a better view of your bed.

You grab my cock and suck it. Looking into the camera, you deep throat my hard but small cock. The fans love it. My cock fills your mouth.

"I’m going to ride you. I want that dick in my pussy." You say as you strip off your black jeans and remove your damp, black panties. You climb on top of me, straddling my hips and guiding my cock into to you. It slides into your wet cunt. "Pull my nipples." You command as you lower yourself on my shaft.

Your fans see a side view. You hear the dings as they tip more. I pull your nipples a little, as you start to rock back and forth. You grind your clit as you move forward. "Pull them harder." You say rocking back and forth faster and harder. You feel pleasure building inside of you. My little dick feels good to ride.

You are going to cum, but you aren’t going to stop until I cum. A thought pops into your head, as you feel your pussy throbbing and pulsing as you cum. Then you get off of me and show your wet messy pussy to the camera. The fans tip more, before you blow a kiss to the camera and turn it off.

"That’s how I make my rent money. Now I want you to cum for me." You tell me as you grab my cock as slowly stroke it.

You lie on the bed, spread your legs and pull me on top of you. I adjust myself and slide my dick into you. I slowly push my cock deeper each thrust. I lean forward so my hairy chest rubs your large breasts and hard nipples. You look deep into my eyes as you feel me going in and out.

It feels good, so I go a bit faster and harder. You reach down and rub your clit. I’m breathing harder. “Your pussy feels so good.“ My cock feels nice and slick inside of you. “I’m going to cum. Should I pull out?” You rub your clit harder, so you can cum again. You spread your legs wider and pull me into you. I keep going, sweating as I fuck you harder. My chest continuing to rub against yours.

You hold my face and have me look directly in your eyes. "Look at me when you cum." I slow my thrusts, but they are still hard. I thrust and hold it. You feel me throbbing inside of you.

I try to close my eyes and look away. You grab my face. "Look at me, I said." I look into your eyes as I grunt loudly. You feel my cum spurt inside of you. Your pussy feels so wet and warm. "Kiss me." You command. And I do as my softening dick slips from you.

“You a break on next month’s rent” I say as I get dressed. 

You kiss my cheek, "And if I need a partner to help earn more, I'll let you know." you say with a wink as I leave, to get back to yard work.