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The Wanderer – Part Sixteen
Author’s Note:
This is an unedited, ongoing serial that will eventually be published in novel form. Plot/characters/elements are subject to change as it is being written. It’s currently in 1st person/present tense, but I may change it to past tense, excluding the first chapter which will act as an intro. Read at your own discretion and take note of story tags below.
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic sci-fi
Tags: prostitution, graphic sex, large age gap, violence, theft, drug/alcohol abuse, depression, rape, gang rape, cannibalism, murder, incest, child/infant death and abuse, general abuse, (more to be added as the story goes)
The Harmony, is a Bomsferth class ship, one of the first heavy cruisers to be manufactured on Earth and one of the last to use the old hybrid ion drives. It’ll be a slow ride, but the Harmony is in great condition considering it’s nearly a century old. We’ve been aboard for two days and Apple and Pytre are finding it hard to relax—they’ve never been in space before. I remember my first trip in the black so I can sympathize. To make matters worse, Darjun’s crew hasn’t been the most welcoming. They’re not unfriendly exactly, just close-lipped and standoffish. Maybe it’s just because we’re new, who knows.
I hear my name crackle over the intercom in the hallway. I’m to report to the bridge. With a sigh, I stand and put on my boots. It’s the middle of the night, Chornoboh-time—it’s going to take me a while to acclimatize to the Harmony’s 24-hour clock.
I step through the doors onto the small bridge. Darjun is in the captain’s chair, slouched back with one foot up on the console in front of him. There are others on the bridge, manning stations, and I smile when I see Ekoria is one of them. She doesn’t smile back.
“There you are,” Darjun says, sitting up. I frown as he pulls his stiff dick out of his pants and gestures to me. “Come here and suck my cock.”
I’m speechless for a moment and glance over at Ekoria but she’s averted her gaze.
“Hello?” Darjun’s eyebrows are high as he stares at me expectantly.
“This isn’t what I signed up for,” I say, crossing my arms.
Darjun gives a short laugh and shrugs, wagging his dick back and forth, like that could entice me. “It’s just that I keep thinking about that nice blowjob you gave me… I’m not going to fuck you or anything, don’t worry. Just a bit of head from time to time. Ok?”
“No.”
With a frown, Darjun touches a button on the console in front of him. “Seth? Escort our new guests to the airlock.”
My heart stops and drops into my stomach and I take a step forward. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Giving you a little motivation,” he replies, waggling his dick again at me. His smile is wide and friendly, like we’re having a lovely chat.
Obviously, we’ve made a mistake coming aboard. No, I made a mistake. Shit. Nice guy? More like psychopath.
I grit my teeth and step towards him, dropping to my knees.
“That’s better. Now, do a good job and your friends will be nice and safe.” He slaps my lips with the head of his cock and I open my mouth. He leans forward and grabs my ear, twisting it, and I gasp around the meat in my mouth. “If you think of fucking with me, not only will your friends take a swim in the black, but I’ll have Seth make good use of them first… understand?”
Furious, I can only nod, my heart pounding loud in my ears as I start working on his cock. He sighs happily, sitting back to watch me, one hand gently stroking my hair.
I’m going to kill him. I’m not sure how or when, but as soon as Apple and Pytre are somewhere safe, I’m going to gut Darjun like a fish.
With a soft grunt, he floods my mouth with his cum and I swallow it, sitting back on my heels as I wipe my mouth with my sleeve.
“See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he says, then he cocks his head, scratching his cheek. “But it wasn’t quite as good as last time. So, do better next time.” Darjun stares at me, his eyes wide, and I realize he’s waiting for me to say something.
“All right,” I mutter. “What about Apple and Pytre?”
“You know… I think they’ll stay in the airlock for a little while yet.”
I grind my teeth together, wanting nothing more than to reach out and throttle him with my bare hands. “Why?”
“I don’t like the way you’re looking at me right now.”
I take a deep breath and try to smooth out my expression but I’m not sure it’s working.
“Ok, now do Ekoria.”
I can only blink stupidly up at him as Ekoria stammers, “Darjun, I don’t want—”
“Come here, honey. Don’t argue with me.” The tone is light and affectionate, but all I hear is the malevolence beneath it.
Ekoria steps up to me, her eyes downcast, and lifts her skirt. Again, she’s not wearing anything underneath and I wonder if Darjun is responsible. I look up from her small limp cock and meet her beautiful eyes. Her lips twitch and I see her chest heave as she takes a steadying breath. I mouth I’m sorry and lean in to touch my lips to her shaft. She smells wonderful, her perfume floral and softly sweet, and her heart-shaped thatch of pubic hair is silky against my nose as I take her into my mouth.
Just when I think she’s not going to get hard, I feel her begin to stiffen against my tongue, and she lets out a quiet gasp. I’ve completely forgotten we have an audience, so I flinch when Darjun chuckles.
“Do you like that, Ekoria?”
“Yes,” she whispers. Is she just saying it to make Darjun happy? I roll my tongue over the head of her cock, her precum salty and mild, and cup her small, hairless balls in my hand. Even this hard, she’s barely a mouthful.
I shift my hand from her testicles to one of the soft divots behind her dick and, using my pinkie, I prod delicately at the inguinal opening. It elicits another gasp and from the way her cock hardens further, I gather she enjoys this. I switch to my index finger and push a little harder, sliding my finger into the canal and she grabs the back of my head with moan, spurring me on.
Right then I realize I’m enjoying myself too, then feel immediately guilty about it—Pytre and Apple must be terrified and here I am getting a semi.
My anger is back and with it I get a little rougher. With my finger nestled inside her, massaging the sensitive nerve endings, I tighten my lips around her shaft and begin bobbing faster, my free hand squeezing her ass as I swirl my tongue over her cockhead with every pass. Ekoria moans louder and starts thrusting into my mouth, her fingers tangled in my hair, then she lets out a small cry and shoots her load down the back of my throat. She immediately pulls away, taking a few shaky steps back as she fixes her skirt, her eyes once again averted.
“Aren’t you going to say thank you?”
I can’t tell if Darjun means me or Ekoria but then she murmurs “thank you” and it’s not clear who she’s addressing. Her cheeks are still flushed from climax but it’s the glimmer of tears in her eyes that are a punch to the gut. I feel sickened.
“So, you can give her head all you want,” Darjun says, smiling at his benevolence. “But you put your dick anywhere near that sweet ass of hers and I will cut it off. That hole is mine and mine alone. Got it?”
Darjun is going to die slowly.
I nod, my jaw clenched tight.
“You can go.”
It takes me a few seconds to get to my feet, my knees screaming in protest.
“What about my companions?”
“What about them?” Darjun grins wide and gives a little one-shouldered shrug.
I want to knock his teeth in, and it takes all my willpower to keep my hands to my sides. Without looking back, I storm off the bridge, and veer left towards the airlock, running the last few feet.
It’s empty.
No.
I feel like I’m going to be sick. Saliva pools in my mouth as I struggle to breathe around the planet-size hole in my chest. I retch, stumbling backwards into the passageway. All I can think about is the knife in my bag.
The deck seems to pitch and roll beneath my feet as I race towards the passenger cabins, nearly blind with tears of rage and horror, and stop in my tracks when I open the door.
“Asher?” Pytre blinks sleepily up at me, wincing at the harsh light pouring into the darkened room from the corridor. “What’s wrong?” Apple is sprawled out next to him, snoring with his mouth wide open, an unfortunate side effect of his mutilation by Turk’s hand.
The laugh that comes out sounds crazed, and I just fall when my legs give out, landing hard on the metal deck and hurting my palms and already bruised knees.
Pytre leaps out of bed to clutch at me, his grey eyes wide and face bloodless. “What’s wrong? Are you all right?”
I laugh again, wiping at my face with both hands and then wrap my arms around him, sobbing even harder now than when I thought they were both dead.
“You’re scaring me,” Pytre says, pushing at me, then he stops and frowns, moving his face closer to mine. I think he wants a kiss but when I lean in, I realize he’s sniffing me. “What do you smell like?”
I pull back confused. “What?”
“You smell like incense. Something sweet like that.” He sniffs at me again. “Perfume?”
For only a second I consider lying because I feel… guilty? I think about the tears in Ekoria’s eyes and I feel even worse about the momentary pleasure I’d felt with her. If circumstances were different, if it hadn’t been forced on the two of us, would I lie to Pytre and Apple then? The answer should be no, but then why am I so uncomfortable right now? It’s not like the three of us were exclusive. We’d never made any sort of promise not to stray. And what happened on the bridge… why should I feel guilty? The silence is stretching on.
Would she even come with us if I asked her to?
“What is it?” Pytre asks, hands on my shoulders.
I clear my throat and take a deep breath. “I’m going to kill Darjun.”
The Wanderer – Part Fifteen
Author’s Note:
This is an unedited, ongoing serial that will eventually be published in novel form. Plot/characters/elements are subject to change as it is being written. It’s currently in 1st person/present tense, but I may change it to past tense, excluding the first chapter which will act as an intro. Read at your own discretion and take note of story tags below.
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic sci-fi
Tags: prostitution, graphic sex, large age gap, violence, theft, drug/alcohol abuse, depression, rape, gang rape, cannibalism, murder, incest, child/infant death and abuse, general abuse, (more to be added as the story goes)
A few weeks later, Apple and I are at the bar down the street, sitting up against the stage, watching the performance. I’ve got a cold can of beer in front of me, and Apple is sipping at a candy-coloured drink, the straw twisted down to reach his lips as he rests his head on his arms, his single sleepy eye on the stage. It’s become a habit for him to join me for a drink after my shift ends, no matter how late it is. I got lucky, picking up some work as a bouncer. It’s easy work and the pay’s all right and I get to drink for free—I call that a win.
I sigh and wearily lean back in my chair, squinting up at the performers. Centre stage is a man restrained in a low chair, his legs spread wide to show off the large plug in his ass. A matching pair of flat-chested purple-haired girls in nothing but towering heels and tattoos are taking turns sucking up some blue liquid into novelty sized plastic syringes and injecting it into the man’s bladder via his pisshole. They’ve already emptied the syringe three times. When the the fourth goes into the moaning, twitching man, his belly is already so distended he looks like he’s going to burst.
My own bladder twinges in sympathy.
The twins fill and empty the syringe a few more times before one of them slips a thick metal rod into the guy’s dick.
“Someone’s going to lose an eye if that thing comes flying out,” I say, then frown and glance quickly over at my companion. “Uh… Sorry.”
Apple’s brow is deeply furrowed, but it doesn’t look like he heard me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Mm… I think I’m gonna to head back to the room,” he says, yawning. “You coming?”
“I’ll be there in a minute.” I help him to his feet and peck a kiss on his forehead. I haven’t been paid yet for tonight and we need that to eat tomorrow.
I’m on my way out a few minutes later when something stops me in my tracks. Nearly shrouded in shadows, a man has a woman up against the wall and from the way she’s fighting him, I figure she isn’t a willing participant. I rub my jaw, scowling. I’m not on the clock, but I can’t very well just leave the poor woman to defend herself, now can I?
Squaring my shoulders, I approach the pair and clear my throat. The woman’s eyes are wide and frightened above the hand covering her mouth, her nostrils flaring in time with her rapid breathing.
“What’s going on here?” I ask.
“Mind yer damn business,” growls the man. He’s got his dick out, a stubby little thing in his callused fist, but it looks like he hasn’t had time to stick it in her yet. The woman, taking advantage of his distraction, jerks to the side hard, freeing her face from the man’s hand.
“Help me!”
Well, that settles it. I grab the man by the back of the neck and smash his head against the rockrete wall. He struggles in my grasp, nearly slipping free, so I crack his head on the wall a few more times for good measure. The man slides to the floor in a heap, unconscious… maybe dead? I nudge him with my boot—no, not dead. His breath sounds slushy through the wreckage, but it’s there. I lift my eyes.
“Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. Thanks to you.” The woman gives me a relieved smile and my god—she is absolutely stunning. Thick, dark hair frames her fine boned face. She has a small mouth, but her lips are plump, the top one slightly fuller than its mate. Her nose is wide and set close to her face, the tip perfectly round, and above that are eyes that are so large and luminous, the pupils as black as space, that I start to feel dazed the longer I stare into them.
“I uh…” I say, glancing down to free myself from those dazzling eyes, and end up more flummoxed than before. Her blue wraparound dress had come undone in her struggles and it’s now hanging open, displaying a body that just takes the breath from me. The unblemished, creamy skin, long shapely legs, and soft mound of belly are enough to make my pulse race, but below her dark pubic hair shaved into the shape of a heart, she has the most beautiful, perfect little pink penis I’ve ever seen.
I stare, unable to shift my gaze for an embarrassingly long time. Finally, I reach out, wanting nothing more than to gently cradle her diminutive cock in my palm, but I just pull her dress closed. Spell now broken, I finally raised my head, my eyes lingering for a moment on the full breasts that round out the thin silky cloth, her nipples clearly outlined, then find myself awestruck once again by her beautiful eyes.
“I… yeah, glad to help,” I mumble.
She licks her lips to moisten them. Fucking hell. My dick is trying to burst out the front of my pants.
“It was stupid of me to come unarmed,” she says in a voice like velvet. “I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Yeah.” I shrug, scratching the back of my neck.
“I was supposed to meet my brother here but I— Oh, there he is,” she says, smiling at someone over my shoulder.
“What’s the matter?” The man looks familiar, but I can’t put my finger on why. He puts his arm around the woman.
“This man came to my rescue,” she says, her smile slipping a little as her brother’s hand slides down from her waist to grasp one plump butt cheek. “Some asshole had me backed in a corner.”
“Fucking hell. Ekoria, are you ok?” I look away as he pulls her in to kiss those full lips. “Are you hurt?”
She glances at me, her smile tense with obvious embarrassment over her brother’s displays of affection. “I’m fine, Darjun. Really.” She lets out a small laugh, pushing him away.
“Oh hey, I know you!” the man says with a grin when he turns to me and in that instant I recognize him too. The guy with the kind eyes I sucked off after my panic attack. “Thank you, my friend. What can I do to repay you?”
“It’s nothing.” I wave him off, wanting to get back to Apple and Pytre, but then he says, “Ekoria gives killer head, if you’re interested. Honey, want to—”
“It’s fine. Really.” I smile and take a step back.
“Though, it’s tough to say who’s the better cocksucker between the two of you,” he says matter-of-factly, his forehead wrinkled. He wraps his arms around Ekoria and she’s smiling like she’s won a million credits but there’s something bleak in her eyes that I don’t like. “Say… are you looking for work?”
I think he’s still talking about blowjobs, so I start to shake my head, but he lifts a hand. “I mean—I could use some muscle aboard my ship.”
Ship? Maybe we’d finally off this moon after all. A bloom of hope opens in my chest but withers a second later. We. “Thanks but… I have, uh, companions I can’t leave behind.”
“That’s fine. We’ve got plenty of room, don’t we, honey?”
“Yes. Plenty of room,” she echoes, staring up at me as his hand slips into the neck of her dress. The material shifts and her nipple, pinched between his fingers, peeks out at me. It’s the same exact shade of pink as her lips and her cock. If my pants weren’t so tight, I’d have a hell of a tent in my shorts—as it is, it’s starting to get uncomfortable. I shift in place and tear my eyes away from her half-exposed breast. “That’s… a very kind offer,” I manage.
With a tight grin, Ekoria ducks out of Darjun’s grasp, saying she’s going to get something to drink and both of us watch her walk away, her backside like a perfect peach.
“So, what do you say?” He grins me. “How about a trial run? We’re leaving for Calleron-2 tomorrow, and we’ll be in the black for at least a week. If you decide space isn’t for you, you can get out at Calleron… or the next port, if you like.”
On the one hand, I’m not sure how I feel about how… hands-on he is with Ekoria. She doesn’t seem too thrilled by it either. On the other hand, this would be our ticket out of here. And he honestly seems like a nice guy—I think about how held me so gently as I bawled in his arms. Still… there’s something just off about all this.
“It’s not up to me,” I say, finding a way out of answering him. I’d have to discuss it with Apple and Pytre before any decision was made anyway.
Darjun’s sighs and reaches out, squeezing my shoulder in a friendly way. “Buddy, that’s all right. The offer’s good until noon tomorrow if you decide you want to join our little crew. The transport is in E dock… it’s bright blue, you can’t miss it.”
I nod and return his smile. “All right.” Ekoria was on her way back, a drink in each hand. “She really your sister?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Darjun replies, turning to me, his brows high. “Why?”
I wait a beat, thinking he’s joking, but when he just continues to stare, his expression guileless, I shrug awkwardly. “Never mind.”
+++
I open the door to the room, and I’m greeted by an unusual sight. Pytre and Apple are on Apple’s bed and Pytre is nearly elbow deep inside Apple.
“I thought you were tired,” I say with a chuckle. Apple’s dick is hard but he’s not jerking himself off. His hands are under his ass cheeks, holding them open for Pytre.
Instead of an answer, Apple just says, “Gimme your dick.”
I kick off my boots, head cocked as I approach the bed. My erection hadn’t quite died on the walk home so when I pull it out of my shorts, it’s already raring to go. “I’m not sure how it’s going to fit,” I say, stroking myself. Pytre’s gaze shifts to me, and I see that he’s toying with the scar at his crotch with his free hand. I touch his cheek and he turns his head to kiss my palm.
“I meant in my mouth, stupid,” Apple says, his voice strained.
“Ok.” I laugh and circle round the bed to pop my cock into his open mouth.
His tongue swirls around the head of it, wetting it so it’ll slide easier into his throat, and I follow his cue, pushing it balls deep a few times before pulling back. I’m not going to last more than a couple of minutes, not with the way Apple’s belly is bulging and moving from Pytre rummaging around in his guts, and it looks like Apple’s nearly there too, judging by the way his dick keeps lifting its head off his belly, a long string of drool oozing from the slit. Apple’s tongue cradles my balls as I probe his tonsils again and I sigh in pleasure.
Apple lets out a strangled cry, and I think for a moment that I’m cutting off his air for too long, but as I go to pull back he quickly grabs the back of my thighs and holds me in, his throat muscles closing in on my cock as he sends a streak of white flying over his belly. I grunt and blow my own load, shooting it directly down his throat as he convulses against me, Pytre’s fist going like a piston inside him. Pytre moans, reaching his own climax and I gasp, pulling my cock free, my dick tender and balls aching, and fall hard on my ass off the side of the bed.
Apple lets out a contented groan, his eye closed and expression blissful for a moment, then he frowns.
“Oof… go slowly.”
I sit up and watch Pytre withdraw his arm, Apple’s sphincter stretching taut and shiny pink over the bulge of Pytre’s thumb joint, then Pytre’s hand slips free and Apple’s innards bulge out, red and shiny like a wax rose, before shrinking back into his body, his loose hole winking slowly.
“Now, I can sleep,” Apple says and yawns wide before turning on his side and snuggling into the pillow, unbothered by the wet mess he’s made.
“Not yet,” I reply, sitting on the bed. “I have some news.”
“Hm?” Apple cracks his eye open. Pytre stops dabbing at the little puddle of cum on the blanket and looks at me, his forehead wrinkled.
“Good or bad?” asks Pytre.
“That’s the thing,” I answer with a shrug. “I’m not sure.”
Where to Find Better the Devil You Know
Amazon won't even reply to my emails anymore and I don't have the spoons to keep trying... so the Better the Devil You Know ebook is now for sale in a number of other places. Check here for links to a bunch of different retailers (that link will update as more go live). Another place you can get it is in my payhip store. I've also submitted BtDYK to Ingram Spark, so there will be more links available once it goes live there. So... sorry for the trouble. I really wish Amazon wasn't so stupid.
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Oct 20 update: Look! It’s at Amazon again.
Impatient Pirates and What’s Coming Next… (and a giveaway)
Every time I sit down to write, it's as if I have Tom, Jon, and Baltsaros standing over my shoulder, Tom clearing his throat impatiently... because they want another book. And lord do I want to give them that... and I'm looking forward to writing it. I'm also looking forward to introducing you to the new characters in their coming adventure. ;)
I still get so many lovely emails/messages about my pirates even now, six years after I first published Caged on a lark. I'm glad I did because it literally changed my life.
But the boys have to wait because I have The Blacksmith's Apprentice to finish. I was going to be done last month, but I decided not to push myself too hard too fast. I have a decision to make about the ending (there are two possible outcomes) and add a chapter I forgot to write. That's all that's left to do. Sounds easy, right?
*cracks knuckles* I can do this.
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Better the Devil You Know – audiobook
Guess what? Better the Devil You Know is now an audiobook! It's narrated by one Ian Walker... I think you might recognize the voice. ;)
I've submitted it to Author's Republic and they'll send it out to all the retailers. Who knows if it'll ever see the light of day at Audible (even with their 60 business day turnaround ) so I am offering it up right now at Payhip here. The narrator did a wonderful job... there's even music!
The ebook is still in limbo at Amazon. No one wants to give me answers. Good news is that the paperback is still available here.
Exposed, Narrated by Dan Calley
I'm still waiting for the audio book to show up at Audible (sigh) so I decided to put it up on Payhip.
Caged – on sale this week for .99
Amazon US/UK - Caged is on sale this week for a .99 :)
Better the Devil You Know
Howdy -
Looks like BtDYK is in trouble again at Amazon. They're deciding whether or not to keep carrying it because it goes against their content guidelines. I went through this with Amazon back when I first published in in 2015 and they decided to accept it. Don't know why this has changed, but hopefully I'll get some answers. In the meantime, I've made it available here at payhip at a discount: https://payhip.com/b/S1Zq
(ps… the audiobook is coming… :D )
