{"id":3990,"date":"2020-10-22T17:25:09","date_gmt":"2020-10-22T21:25:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/?p=3990"},"modified":"2022-07-23T10:50:06","modified_gmt":"2022-07-23T14:50:06","slug":"the-wanderer-part-sixteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-sixteen\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wanderer \u2013 Part Sixteen"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>Author\u2019s Note:<br>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\u2019s currently in 1st  person\/present tense, but I may change it to past tense, excluding the first chapter which will act as an intro. <strong>Read at your own discretion and take note of story tags below<\/strong>.<\/em><br><br><strong>Genre:<\/strong> Post-Apocalyptic sci-fi <br><strong>Tags: <\/strong>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)<\/p>\n\n\n<ul id=\"menu-wanderer\" class=\"menu\"><li id=\"menu-item-4605\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4605\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-1\/\">Part One<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4606\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4606\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-two\/\">Part Two<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4607\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4607\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-three\/\">Part Three<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4608\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4608\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-four\/\">Part Four<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4609\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4609\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-five\/\">Part Five<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4610\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4610\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-six\/\">Part Six<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4611\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4611\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-seven\/\">Part Seven<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4612\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4612\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eight\/\">Part Eight<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4613\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4613\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-nine\/\">Part Nine<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4614\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4614\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-ten\/\">Part Ten<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4615\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4615\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eleven\/\">Part Eleven<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4616\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4616\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-twelve\/\">Part Twelve<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4617\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4617\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-thirteen\/\">Part Thirteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4618\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4618\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fourteen\/\">Part Fourteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4619\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4619\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fifteen\/\">Part Fifteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li id=\"menu-item-4620\" class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4620\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-sixteen\/\">Part Sixteen<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-css-opacity is-style-wide\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>The <em>Harmony<\/em>, 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\u2019ll be a slow ride, but the <em>Harmony<\/em> is in great condition considering it\u2019s nearly a century old. We\u2019ve been aboard for two days and Apple and Pytre are finding it hard to relax\u2014they\u2019ve never been in space before. I remember my first trip in the black so I can sympathize. To make matters worse, Darjun\u2019s crew hasn\u2019t been the most welcoming. They\u2019re not unfriendly exactly, just close-lipped and standoffish. Maybe it\u2019s just because we\u2019re new, who knows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I hear my name crackle over the intercom in the hallway. I\u2019m to report to the bridge. With a sigh, I stand and put on my boots. It\u2019s the middle of the night, Chornoboh-time\u2014it\u2019s going to take me a while to acclimatize to the <em>Harmony<\/em>\u2019s 24-hour clock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I step through the doors onto the small bridge. Darjun is in the captain\u2019s 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\u2019t smile back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThere you are,\u201d Darjun says, sitting up. I frown as he pulls his stiff dick out of his pants and gestures to me. \u201cCome here and suck my cock.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m speechless for a moment and glance over at Ekoria but she\u2019s averted her gaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHello?\u201d Darjun\u2019s eyebrows are high as he stares at me expectantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThis isn\u2019t what I signed up for,\u201d I say, crossing my arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Darjun gives a short laugh and shrugs, wagging his dick back and forth, like that could entice me. \u201cIt\u2019s just that I keep thinking about that nice blowjob you gave me\u2026 I\u2019m not going to fuck you or anything, don\u2019t worry. Just a bit of head from time to time. Ok?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With a frown, Darjun touches a button on the console in front of him. \u201cSeth? Escort our new guests to the airlock.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My heart stops and drops into my stomach and I take a step forward. \u201cWhat the hell are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGiving you a little motivation,\u201d he replies, waggling his dick again at me. His smile is wide and friendly, like we\u2019re having a lovely chat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Obviously, we\u2019ve made a mistake coming aboard. No, <em>I<\/em> made a mistake. <em>Shit<\/em>. Nice guy? More like psychopath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I grit my teeth and step towards him, dropping to my knees.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s better. Now, do a good job and your friends will be nice and safe.\u201d 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. \u201cIf you <em>think<\/em> of fucking with me, not only will your friends take a swim in the black, but I\u2019ll have Seth make good use of them first\u2026 understand?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m going to kill him. I\u2019m not sure how or when, but as soon as Apple and Pytre are somewhere safe, I\u2019m going to gut Darjun like a fish.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSee? That wasn\u2019t so bad, was it?\u201d he says, then he cocks his head, scratching his cheek. \u201cBut it wasn\u2019t <em>quite<\/em> as good as last time. So, do better next time.\u201d Darjun stares at me, his eyes wide, and I realize he\u2019s waiting for me to say something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAll right,\u201d I mutter. \u201cWhat about Apple and Pytre?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou know\u2026 I think they\u2019ll stay in the airlock for a little while yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I grind my teeth together, wanting nothing more than to reach out and throttle him with my bare hands. \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t like the way you\u2019re looking at me right now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I take a deep breath and try to smooth out my expression but I\u2019m not sure it\u2019s working.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOk, now do Ekoria.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I can only blink stupidly up at him as Ekoria stammers, \u201cDarjun, I don\u2019t want\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCome here, honey. Don\u2019t argue with me.\u201d The tone is light and affectionate, but all I hear is the malevolence beneath it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ekoria steps up to me, her eyes downcast, and lifts her skirt. Again, she\u2019s 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 <em>I\u2019m sorry<\/em> 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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Just when I think she\u2019s not going to get hard, I feel her begin to stiffen against my tongue, and she lets out a quiet gasp. I\u2019ve completely forgotten we have an audience, so I flinch when Darjun chuckles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDo you like that, Ekoria?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes,\u201d 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\u2019s barely a mouthful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Right then I realize I\u2019m enjoying myself too, then feel immediately guilty about it\u2014Pytre and Apple must be<em> terrified<\/em> and here I am getting a semi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAren\u2019t you going to say <em>thank you<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I can\u2019t tell if Darjun means me or Ekoria but then she murmurs \u201cthank you\u201d and it\u2019s not clear who she\u2019s addressing. Her cheeks are still flushed from climax but it\u2019s the glimmer of tears in her eyes that are a punch to the gut. I feel sickened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo, you can give her head all you want,\u201d Darjun says, smiling at his benevolence. \u201cBut 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?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Darjun is going to die <em>slowly<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I nod, my jaw clenched tight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou can go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It takes me a few seconds to get to my feet, my knees screaming in protest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat about my companions?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat about them?\u201d Darjun grins wide and gives a little one-shouldered shrug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s empty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>No<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I feel like I\u2019m 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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAsher?\u201d Pytre blinks sleepily up at me, wincing at the harsh light pouring into the darkened room from the corridor. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d Apple is sprawled out next to him, snoring with his mouth wide open, an unfortunate side effect of his mutilation by Turk\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pytre leaps out of bed to clutch at me, his grey eyes wide and face bloodless. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? Are you all right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re scaring me,\u201d 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\u2019s sniffing me. \u201cWhat do you smell like?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I pull back confused. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou smell like incense. Something sweet like that.\u201d He sniffs at me again. \u201cPerfume?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For only a second I consider lying because I feel\u2026 <em>guilty<\/em>? I think about the tears in Ekoria\u2019s eyes and I feel even worse about the momentary pleasure I\u2019d felt with her. If circumstances were different, if it hadn\u2019t been forced on the two of us, would I lie to Pytre and Apple then? The answer <em>should<\/em> be no, but then why am I so uncomfortable right now? It\u2019s not like the three of us were exclusive. We\u2019d never made any sort of promise not to stray. And what happened on the bridge\u2026 why should I feel guilty? The silence is stretching on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Would she even come with us if I asked her to?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat is it?\u201d Pytre asks, hands on my shoulders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I clear my throat and take a deep breath. \u201cI\u2019m going to kill Darjun.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-css-opacity is-style-wide\"\/>\n\n\n<ul id=\"menu-wanderer-1\" class=\"menu\"><li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4605\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-1\/\">Part One<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4606\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-two\/\">Part Two<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4607\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-three\/\">Part Three<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4608\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-four\/\">Part Four<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4609\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-five\/\">Part Five<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4610\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-six\/\">Part Six<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4611\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-seven\/\">Part Seven<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4612\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eight\/\">Part Eight<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4613\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-nine\/\">Part Nine<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4614\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-ten\/\">Part Ten<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4615\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-eleven\/\">Part Eleven<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4616\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-twelve\/\">Part Twelve<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4617\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-thirteen\/\">Part Thirteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4618\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fourteen\/\">Part Fourteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4619\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-fifteen\/\">Part Fifteen<\/a><\/li>\n<li class=\"menu-item menu-item-type-custom menu-item-object-custom menu-item-4620\"><a href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-sixteen\/\">Part Sixteen<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>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\u2019ll be a slow ride, but the Harmony is in great condition considering it\u2019s nearly a century old. We\u2019ve been aboard for two days and Apple and Pytre are finding it hard to relax\u2014they\u2019ve never been in space before. I remember my first trip in the black so I can sympathize. To make matters worse, Darjun\u2019s crew hasn\u2019t been the most welcoming. They\u2019re not unfriendly exactly, just close-lipped and standoffish. &#8230; <\/p>\n<p class=\"read-more-container\"><a title=\"The Wanderer \u2013 Part Sixteen\" class=\"read-more button\" href=\"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/the-wanderer-part-sixteen\/#more-3990\" aria-label=\"Read more about The Wanderer \u2013 Part Sixteen\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":3991,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"generate_page_header":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[72,21],"tags":[450,860,858,859],"class_list":["post-3990","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-beys-tales-writing-2","category-writing-2","tag-abuse","tag-blowies","tag-muffing","tag-spaaaaace"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/W16.png?fit=1200%2C675&ssl=1","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4sexs-12m","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":39,"url":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/new-tablet\/","url_meta":{"origin":3990,"position":0},"title":"New Tablet","author":"Bey","date":"April 6, 2014","format":"image","excerpt":"So happy with my new Bamboo tablet. 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