get violent during sex, but if he noticed she didn't bruise or bleed he didn't say anything. He didn't seem to mind when he busted his knuckles on her stomach. She was good at pretending, and he was too stupid to figure out the implications.
He got her so-called "cushy" jobs, as she pretended to enjoy a good beating and screwed his brains out. He was easy to play because he was just so damn stupid, and so sure that he was playing her.
Jessica knew just exactly how to give a man exactly what he most desired. It was how she had controlled every man she'd ever slept with. It wasn't a week before she had this indecent slob jumping through hoops.
He moved to slap her hard across the face and she grabbed his arm and easily twisted it behind his back. She forced him face down onto the bed.
"What the . . ."
"You know this is what you really want, Shlerb," she whispered in his ear. "To have someone who dominates you."
He laughed, "And you think you can do it." He tried to get away and found that he couldn't. "All right, Jesut"—that was the Argy name she'd given herself when she arrived on Pete—"this isn't funny anymore."
"Oh, isn't it?" She slammed the palm of her free hand into the small of his back hard enough to hurt, but not do damage and he struggled. "I'm having a hell of a good time."
He struggled again, and she leaned more on the arm again, making it hurt, but not pulling it off, or even out of the socket as she could do without even breaking a sweat. Beneath her he quit struggling. "Don't . . . Don't hurt me," he pleaded, and she knew immediately what he really wanted. She slapped his ass with her free hand hard enough to leave a print and could see that his tiny little dick was pointing into the bed. "You think you're such a big, bad brute, but you aren't. You're just a nasty, dirty little boy who needs to be punished. Don't you think you deserve to be punished, Shlerb?"
"Yes," he said in a small voice. "Yes, I do."
And so she did.
Shlerb was now her trained dog. He would have done anything for her, and so she asked him for just exactly what she wanted.
He lay in blissful pain in the middle of her bed.
"Shlerb, I want you to get me inside the very next ship that lands."
"I . . . I can't do that. I could lose my job."
"They could give you a worse detail than Pete?" Jessica said, dismissing his fear.
"Probably," he said, obviously not knowing. "Hey, let's play some more," he winked at her. "I've been really bad, I should be spanked."
"There will be no more playing till you get me on that ship. I want a real bath and a real meal. I want to see something different, something clean. If you can't even do that for me, then what do I need you for? You told me you had connections."
"All right," he sighed. "I'll see what I can do."
Jessica got up and wrapped the chain around herself. Today was the day. Today was the day she got off this gods forsaken planet.
Security had doubled on the ships, which was why she needed Shlerb's help. Ever since she had stolen the computer and power unit the Argys had made sure that particular route onto the ship was always well guarded, and there just weren't any other ways onto the ships without clearance.
Shlerb had clearance.
Jessica could wait till security got lax again, which would happen eventually, but she was suddenly tired of waiting. She was sick to death of screwing Shlerb, and as little company as Right had been, she found that she missed him. She wasn't quite sure why. Perhaps it was simply that she'd gotten used to having him around. Maybe it was because he had known her as well as anyone ever had, and no one else here even knew what she was or why she was here.
As a foreman Shlerb had certain rights, and the ship's crew knew him. If he was smart it would be easy for him to get her on board. Of course he wasn't smart, he was a freaking, perverted
He got her so-called "cushy" jobs, as she pretended to enjoy a good beating and screwed his brains out. He was easy to play because he was just so damn stupid, and so sure that he was playing her.
Jessica knew just exactly how to give a man exactly what he most desired. It was how she had controlled every man she'd ever slept with. It wasn't a week before she had this indecent slob jumping through hoops.
He moved to slap her hard across the face and she grabbed his arm and easily twisted it behind his back. She forced him face down onto the bed.
"What the . . ."
"You know this is what you really want, Shlerb," she whispered in his ear. "To have someone who dominates you."
He laughed, "And you think you can do it." He tried to get away and found that he couldn't. "All right, Jesut"—that was the Argy name she'd given herself when she arrived on Pete—"this isn't funny anymore."
"Oh, isn't it?" She slammed the palm of her free hand into the small of his back hard enough to hurt, but not do damage and he struggled. "I'm having a hell of a good time."
He struggled again, and she leaned more on the arm again, making it hurt, but not pulling it off, or even out of the socket as she could do without even breaking a sweat. Beneath her he quit struggling. "Don't . . . Don't hurt me," he pleaded, and she knew immediately what he really wanted. She slapped his ass with her free hand hard enough to leave a print and could see that his tiny little dick was pointing into the bed. "You think you're such a big, bad brute, but you aren't. You're just a nasty, dirty little boy who needs to be punished. Don't you think you deserve to be punished, Shlerb?"
"Yes," he said in a small voice. "Yes, I do."
And so she did.
Shlerb was now her trained dog. He would have done anything for her, and so she asked him for just exactly what she wanted.
He lay in blissful pain in the middle of her bed.
"Shlerb, I want you to get me inside the very next ship that lands."
"I . . . I can't do that. I could lose my job."
"They could give you a worse detail than Pete?" Jessica said, dismissing his fear.
"Probably," he said, obviously not knowing. "Hey, let's play some more," he winked at her. "I've been really bad, I should be spanked."
"There will be no more playing till you get me on that ship. I want a real bath and a real meal. I want to see something different, something clean. If you can't even do that for me, then what do I need you for? You told me you had connections."
"All right," he sighed. "I'll see what I can do."
Jessica got up and wrapped the chain around herself. Today was the day. Today was the day she got off this gods forsaken planet.
Security had doubled on the ships, which was why she needed Shlerb's help. Ever since she had stolen the computer and power unit the Argys had made sure that particular route onto the ship was always well guarded, and there just weren't any other ways onto the ships without clearance.
Shlerb had clearance.
Jessica could wait till security got lax again, which would happen eventually, but she was suddenly tired of waiting. She was sick to death of screwing Shlerb, and as little company as Right had been, she found that she missed him. She wasn't quite sure why. Perhaps it was simply that she'd gotten used to having him around. Maybe it was because he had known her as well as anyone ever had, and no one else here even knew what she was or why she was here.
As a foreman Shlerb had certain rights, and the ship's crew knew him. If he was smart it would be easy for him to get her on board. Of course he wasn't smart, he was a freaking, perverted
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