Oct 232017
 

Witchazel is an album by comedic actor, Matt Berry. I picked up the album because it had the theme song to Berry’s show, Toast of London, but I had no idea I was actually buying the best folk psychedelic album of the 70’s that wasn’t made in the 70’s. Since Berry is a comedian, I was expecting funny songs but these songs are such pure examples of the kind of music you find in the folk psychedelic scene that I can listen to a song about a pheasant and find it perfectly normal.  Is the joke that Berry created a folk album or is there no joke at all? I can’t tell and I don’t care. It is wonderful for what it is.

The songs themselves are also very lovely. They have a mix of funk and folk along with Berry’s wonderful vocals. It is an overwhelmingly positive album where even a song about everyone ignoring the singer is so damn upbeat you just feel joy listening to it.

Needless to say, I love this album and listen to it constantly.

 

Oct 202017
 

Suk-Ems are strange beings that only appear on Halloween night. They lack very little power on their own and must be ingested in order to affect someone. They appear as hard candy wrapped in packaging that resembles but does not exactly duplicate popular brands. The only thing special about these wrappers is that are remarkably easy to open.

If a child or a virgin consumes a Suk-Em, nothing happens but if they are consumed by an adult with sexual experience, the Suk-Em is able to bond with the eater in a symbiotic manner. A Suk-Em will increase the saliva production in their host as well as strengthen and reinforce their jaw and tongue muscles.

Once these changes are in place, something that usually takes two or three minutes, the host will find they have an incredible oral fixation that far exceeds anything they have previously experienced. They will desire to suck cock, lick pussy, nibble breasts, lick ass, kiss without stopping as well as an incredible urge to eat ass.

The compulsion will be overwhelming and very non-discriminating. The Suk-Em grows stronger with every part that goes into the host’s mouth and if there is ejaculation or squirting, then the Suk-Em grows even stronger still. People infected with Suk-Ems have been known to perform oral feats that become the stuff of local legend.

The only known cure for someone who has eaten a Suk-Em is daylight. Exposure to the sun will eradicate its influence completely. This can make for some very long nights if a Suk-em is consumed early in the evening.

Whispers from Suckubeth by Anonymous.

Oct 192017
 

A Dark Song is a 2016 Irish Horror movie. Horror might be too strong of a word though it certainly gets very dark. It is a slow burn of a movie where little happens until the third act but it is easily one of my favorite movies about the occult. Heck, it might be my favorite occult movie.

Sophia is a middle-aged woman who wants to perform a long ritual in order to get her wish. Because of the complexity of the ritual, she hires occult expert, Solomon, to help her. The ritual requires that they stay isolated inside a house for weeks, possibly months until the ritual works. During this time, they are strictly forbidden from leaving the house and they must perform all sorts of labor-intensive tasks.

Being a movie, not everything is straight forward. Both participants have secrets and the rituals they perform offer little in the way of showing progress. This creates tension between the two as Sophia wonders if Solomon knows what he is doing or maybe this magic stuff is bullshit. It also creates weird scenes where a flower petal is discovered in a room and both of them rejoice because they are sure it means SOMETHING is happening.

Which I got to tell you, is pretty much the most occult thing I have ever seen in a movie.  In movies, the occult is special effects, music cues and quick plot developments. In real occult practice, there is no visual special effect. There is just the doubt that you have been wasting your time doing a quirky creative project.  That doubt, that questioning of your sanity and that over-eagerness to interpret something, anything in a positive light is what dealing with the occult has been for me. This is the first movie that reflects that experience.

Being a movie, shit does eventually happen but it is a sideshow to the tension between Sophia and Solomon. This ritual requires honesty and trust and neither are saints. There is a betrayal that made me lose all sympathy for one of the characters but it is also the kind of betrayal you see too much in the occult community.

I wish I could tell you about the ending but much like the ritual they perform in the movie, it is best seen after you put in the work of watching the movie.

Oct 182017
 

Find a deserted place. It can be an empty house, a quiet field or a parking lot long abandoned. Wherever you choose, there must not be a soul, living or unliving around.

On Halloween night, go to your deserted place and pull down your pants or lift your skirt. If you are wearing underwear, pull it down. If you are not wearing underwear at all, even better.

Now bend over and recited the following.

Black Scarecrow, Black Scarecrow,
I am waiting for you.
Black Scarecrow, Black Scarecrow,
I know you want me too.
Black Scarecrow, Black Scarecrow,
I’m ready as you can see.
Black Scarecrow, Black Scarecrow,
Please come enter me.

If you are lucky, you will feel only the cold October wind. But if your pussy is wet, or if lacking a pussy, your ass looks tight, then you might hear the crackle of dry leaves in a sack. You will feel the tip of a monstrous member pushing deep inside you. You will feel the grip of his itchy hands as he grabs hold of your waist. You will feel the thick phallus fill you completely and push you to your very limits. You will know the punishing thrusts as the Black Scarecrow pounds you.

Don’t look back! The sight is not meant for mortals. It is better to look straight ahead as the terrible creature uses you for his hideous lust.

It will hurt. It will feel good. You will scream. You will come.

The Black Scarecrow will come inside you but his tainted seed will not take root. Once his six balls have emptied inside of you, he will pull out and his hands will release you. It is common for most people to fall to the ground at this point.

The monster will be gone but beware. He has known your body and next Halloween, if not enough people go to a deserted place and whisper his chant, then he may return to your familiar hole to relieve his terrible lust.

Whispers from Suckubeth by Anonymous.

 

Oct 172017
 

Amanda Clover is one of, if not the best interactive erotica writer around today. She writes great stories with meaningful choices on various subjects and kinks. She has secured her place among the greats with her interactive fiction but she also writes the Princess to Pleasure Slave series where women in fantasy world settings get dominated, seduced, mind controlled and fucked silly by just about every monster you can think of. Her abundance of talent is deeply unfair to the rest of us.

Escape the Island of Eldritch Lust combines both of her talents like chocolate and peanut butter.  You play Penelope, a scribe and scholar who needs to leave her comfortable life to go rescue her monster hunting mother and sister. You travel to a dread island where a Dark God is stirring and every damn corner hides a terrible insatiable monster of some kind or another. You are not that good with a sword and pistol, but luckily you have some magic and a nerd’s love of knowledge.

This book is huge. Just getting to the island will take awhile. Once on the island, you will engage an epic adventure that would fill a campaign in a tabletop role-playing game. It took me about a week to get to the end and that was just in one play through. Looking at the outline, I see that there are three major branches I didn’t even touch on. It is a giant of a book.

Like a previous book, Dungeon of the Monster Breeder, you are often given the same five choices for monster encounters. These are Wait, Parley, Magic, Fight and Surrender. The familiarity of these choices give the book the feeling that you are playing a tabletop game. The Surrender option almost always triggers your defeat which is really nice to have when you are just curious about the worse that could happen in an encounter. It is a nice system and one that is easy for the player to pick up on.

Needless to say, this is an amazing book. If you like interactive fiction or cute girls getting dominated by monsters, then you have to own this book.

 

 

Oct 162017
 

Halloween costumes that are sold in stores are notoriously for falling part as the night goes on. Many a poor man or woman have been enjoying themselves in public when their outfit tears in such a way to expose themselves to friends and strangers alike. People tend to blame their humiliating exposures on cheap costumes and drunken adventures.

Few people know that the source of their accidental nudity is because of creatures known as Enfies.

Enfies are magical entities that lurk in some distant outer plane of existence. They rarely come to Earth unless but on Halloween, when the veils between words are at their weakest, Enfies cross freely into our world to work their mischief. While here, an Enfie is invisible and formless but they are still able to affect the world with their telekinesis and psychic vampirism.

Enfies feed on the psychic energy of other people’s sexual embarrassment. To provoke this feeling, the Enfie will use their telekinesis to ruin a Halloween costume. Skirts will ride up, zippers will come undone, panties will tear, shorts will drop and tight tops will pop open. The costume will come part at the worse moment for the victim for maximum embarrassment.

There is only one known defense from an Enfie’s attention. If a person feels that an Enfie may be nearby, they should immediately expose themselves to a stranger as soon as possible. This should satisfy the Enfie enough that they will move on to a more unsuspecting target. It is unfortunate that the victim is subjecting themselves to embarrassment, but at least they get to keep their costume intact.

Whispers from Suckubeth by Anonymous.

Oct 132017
 

Halloween is a special time of the year. It is a time for creepy fun, spooky chills and sexy monsters. As far as I am concerned, Halloween is a month long party that maybe doesn’t end until Christmas day. Every party needs music and here is my personal playlist for my favorite holiday.

  1. This is Halloween from the Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack.
  2. Psycho Killer by The Talking Heads.
  3. Two Big Pumpkins by Elvira.
  4. Walk Like a Zombie by the Horror Pops.
  5. Swamp Witch by Jim Stafford.
  6. Nightmare on My Street by DJ Jazzy smith and the Fresh Prince.
  7. Theme from John Carpenter’s Halloween.
  8. Nature Trail to Hell by Weird Al.
  9. Halloween by Aqua.
  10. Theme from Tales From the Crypt.
  11. Creepy Doll by Johnathan Coulton.
  12. Wolf Like Me by TV on the Radio.
  13. We’re Out For Blood by Marian Call.
  14. Dragula by Rob Zombie
  15. (Party at the) House on Haunted Hill by the Rifftones.
  16. Marty Beller Mask by They Might Be Giants.
  17. Halloween by Stephen Lynch.
  18. Drinkin’stein by Sylvester Stallone.
  19. The Killing Moon by Echo and the Bunnymen.
  20. Mistress of the Dark by Ghoultown.
  21. Halloween (Remix) by the Coffinshakers.
  22. The Monster Mash by Bobby Pickett
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Oct 122017
 

Cherry Delight is a secret agent who works for N.Y.M.P.H.O. (The New York Mafia Prosecution and Harassment Organization) as a combination call girl/assassin. She’s a hot chick with red hair, giant boobs and a high sex drive. Her vaginal muscles are also impossible to escape. She fights the Mafia during the dangerous free sex era of the 1970’s.

You may be wondering why in the world would I recommend such a piece of dated sleaze? The anwser is that the writer, Glen Chases, is actually a pseudonym for superstar writer, Gardener F. Fox. This is the man who created and wrote many of the comic book characters of the Golden and Silver Ages of comics. He also wrote a ton of pulp books including one of my favorite Conan knock-offs, Kothar. He is a fantastic writer who knows how to keep a plot moving and he has creativity and innovation to spare, even when writing spy porn like this.

Not only was this book fun to read, but it had a few surprising qualities that set it apart from most action-porn of the era. For one thing, there wasn’t a rape scene. Sleaze of this time period always had rape scenes of one kind or another but the closest we get in this book is Cherry tricking two of her captors into having sex with her while she is at their mercy. There is also an emphasis on foreplay that surprised me as mobsters and henchmen spend a lot of time making sure women are turned on before sex scenes. Although it is technically a porn book, the action scenes are top notch and the plot was mostly believable.

Best of all, this book was a fun breezy read that I finished in a single day. Cherry Delight paperbacks can be pricey to find but if you like erotic pulp like I do, this one is worth the price. Fortunately, this book has recently been released on Kindle at a reasonable price. I hope this means they will do the entire series.

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Oct 112017
 

Ravished Inside the Haunted House is my latest interactive book and it is available for purchase on Amazon. You play a woman who is lost in the middle of nowhere but don’t worry, there is a creepy looking house nearby and I’m sure the people will inside will let you use their phone. Spoiler Alert: They absolutely will not let you use their phone without trying to fuck you first.

This book is a labor of love, sweat and screams. I worked hard to make sure this book was replayable with six major sections of the house to explore. As you can imagine from the title, there are a lot of horror elements in this book with ghosts, monsters and strange magic, but being something I wrote, there is also a lot of humor to go with the hot sex. This book was a lot of fun to write and I hope you have just as much fun reading it.

 

Oct 042017
 

Explorer’s Log: I have completed my eleven day journey to the star system designated “That Special Feeling You Get When The Queen Punishes Traitors” by Royal Astronomers. The Carefully Managed Democracy has collapsed. The six planets in this system have declared their allegiance to the new government which is being called the Strictly Rationed Liberty Federation. Technically they don’t have a government up and running yet, but they have already begun to round up members of the former government for persecution and exile. In this system, they have consigned their political prisoners to a miserable moon orbiting the local gas giant.

One of the political prisoners is a gladiator warrior by the name of Sureshot. I watched her fight on the battle planet that I was strictly forbidden from participating in. It is too bad as she is cruel, capable and quite beautiful. I had marked her as someone the Queen might find amusing when the Royal Navy conquers this sector of space. Alas, she is scheduled to be executed.

No matter. The planets here are in a state of chaos and are forbidding outsiders from landing. I will need to conduct my surveys from my ship and there are six inhabited planets with fifty-one inhabited moons. I will waste no time in beginning the remote surveys for the Queen. End Explorer’s Log.

Explorer’s Personal Log: I cannot believe they are going to execute Sureshot! She humiliated me when I took part in that arena fight but she also abused me ways I haven’t experienced since leaving Euphoria. Knowing she is about to die is affecting me in ways I don’t understand . . .

Vaquel Di stood against the archway. Her special camouflage spacesuit blended with the green metal of the wall. The color changing material struggled to smooth out her wide hips, busty chest and thick thighs. The glassteel helmet changed color as well so to conceal Vaquel’s brown face and short pink hair.

Air recyclers hummed all around Vaquel. There were twenty kilometers underground on a cold rock of a moon. The metal walls were designed to protect the inhabitants from the gas giant’s radiation but Vaquel had her doubts. Too much of the metal walls had sickly blue spots that glowed in the darkness.

A prison guard was approaching. The Zatty was three meters tall like all of his race but the special armor he wore added an extra meter to his frame. He was a giant, with pulsing electrical gloves, heavy armored boots and a helmet flanked by two shoulder cannons.

CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! Every step thundered down the hall.

Vaquel watched as he came closer. Her heart pounded. The armor was too tough for most of her weapons. Only her plasma pistol had any chance of cracking the armor and even then, it had to be at point blank range against one of the seals on the helmet. At that range, it was an instant kill but it took the pistol a full second to charge and the hum of the plasma would give her away. The timing had to be perfect.

CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! The guard as almost there. His helmet turned in her direction.

Vaquel held her breath. The camouflage suit should conceal her but she was taking no chances. One touch of those electrical gloves and she would be unconscious. One blast of those shoulder cannons and she would be atomized.

CLANK! . . .CLANK! He was slowing.

Vaquel almost groaned but she caught herself in time. He did see something! Fuck! Should she charge up her pistol and rush him? Could she clear the distance in time to jam her plasma pistol in the guard’s neck before he blasted her?

CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! The guard sped up and looked away from her. He was almost right beside her.

A tremor ran through Vaquel. A rush of heat went between her thighs. A clenching spasm ran through her pussy. These near-death experiences always turned her on.

CLANK! CLANK! CLANK!

It was time. He was within arm’s reach. Vaquel flipped the switch on her plasma gun. The hum of the pistol reached its highest pitch as the guard’s foot came down for another CLANK! She swung her arm out, avoided the shoulder cannon, wedged the pistol barrel into the seal crease of the helmet and pulled the trigger.

The armor absorbed the sound of the plasma shot. The guard shuddered and fell forward. Smoke rose from the hole in the helmet along with the smell of heated flesh.

Vaquel was already running. This was the final corridor. According to the information Chairbot hacked from the prison system, Sureshot was in the second cell down.

She reached the cell door and typed on the alphanumeric lock. Chairbot had assured her that it had retrieved the passcode from the system but Vaquel had her doubts. She didn’t like the way the little robot had moaned and vibrated as it hacked the system. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought the robot chair was having sex with the system.

Multiple locks disengaged. “The little fucker was right,” Vaquel whispered. She made a note to sit on him for a good long time and masturbate. The sycophantic chair loved that.

The door slid open to reveal a small cell. Sitting on a bunk with her legs crossed was a tall Zatty woman. Her red skin was dirty and tattered clothes barely covered her muscular frame. The dim light reflected off the woman’s bald red but the eyes looking back were very bright indeed. Both hands curled into fists as her body tensed into a offensive posture.

Vaquel’s pussy clenched. It was Sureshot!

“What are you?” Sureshot asked. She stood up and assume a martial pose. Despite being unarmed and dirty, Sureshot projected an aura of menace that made Vaquel take a step back.

“I’m here to rescue you,” Vaquel said. She realized her glassteel helmet was still in camouflage mode so she pressed a button. The helmet changed from dark green to transparent.

Sureshot stared at Vaquel for a full second before smiling. “I remember you,” she said. “I beat and used you. It was my highest humiliation score in competition. I gave you my prize of a year of pornography.

Heat rose to Vaquel’s face. “Yes, my name is Vaquel and I owed you for sparing my life.”

“Hmm,” Sureshot said. She approached Vaquel and stared down at the brown woman. “No, that isn’t your name. Your name is Fuck-U. I remember that much.

Vaquel blushed again. That was what Vaquel had yelled at Sureshot as she was being woman-handled. Sureshot had turned it into an insulting nickname for Vaquel.

A shudder ran through Vaquel. Her pussy clenched around something that wasn’t there. She must still be turned on from the last kill.

“Come on,” Vaquel said. “We need to leave this cell block before a patrol comes through.”

Sureshot looked at her strangely. “Sure, Fuck-U. Lead on.”

Vaquel tried to remember the route she had planned. She drew a blank. Sureshot’s tunic was open at the waist and both of her massive red breasts are almost entirely exposed. The dark red circle of Sureshot’s aureole peeked out from tattered fabric.

She forced herself to turn around and look down the corridor. Now she remembered. Left, right, left, left. The clock was ticking.

“Follow me,” Vaquel said and she took off running. She ran as fast as she could, knowing a guard patrol could come by any moment. Her large breasts bounced within her spacesuit and sweat trickled down her spine and between her plump buttocks.

Sureshot jogged easily beside her. The tall Zatty barely exerted herself to keep up with the shorter space explorer.

Vaquel glanced at Sureshot as they ran. Muscles rippled under her red skin as she moved. The tattered tunic flashed tantalizing peeks of powerful thighs, ripped abdomen muscles and firm buttocks. Vaquel stumbled and she forced herself to look away as she kept running.

The door out of the cell block was up ahead. When it came within sight, Sureshot put on a burst of speed and reached the door first. She looked at the keypad and then back at Vaquel. The strange expression was still on her face. She turned around and leaned on the keypad, blocking it with her body.

“Move aside,” Vaquel said. “I have the passcode.”

The Zatty woman shook her head. “No.”

“Why?” Vaquel said with ragged breath. “A patrol should be here in a few minutes but they integrate a random variable to their timing. We need to get through now!”

The Zatty woman crossed her arms. “No, I don’t trust you.”

“What?” Vaquel said. “I’m here to rescue you! I owe you, remember?”

“Do you?” Sureshot said. “I have seen you fight for your life, as well as your orgasms. You are a weak alien but I feel like you are lying. Why are you really here? Is it for revenge? Do you plan to betray me and humiliate me?”

“This was a mistake,” Vaquel said. “You are too paranoid to rescue. Fine, stay here but move the fuck from that door so I can get out!”

Vaquel reached for her plasma pistol. In a blink of an eye, Sureshot grabbed Vaquel’s wrist and twisted. Pain shot through Vaquel’s arm and she dropped her pistol. Sureshot twisted Vaquel’s arm behind her back and slammed her face first into the cell block door.

Sureshot leaned in closer. Her breasts pressed into Vaquel’s back. She pulled the arm up higher and the brown explorer winced.

“Tell me the truth, Fuck-U,” Sureshot whispered. “Have you come to kill me personally?”

“No,” Vaquel groaned.

Sureshot reached between Vaquel’s legs. The thin spacesuit offered no protection as the Zatty woman’s fingers pressed hard against Vaquel’s sex.

Vaquel gasped. Despite the pain in her arm, she closed her thighs around Sureshot’s hand. Her needy pussy clenched with desire.

“Have you come to humiliate me?” Sureshot whispered.

“No,” Vaquel moaned.

Sureshot ground her hand against Vaquel’s sex. The powerful fingers dug into the flimsy spacesuit material and pushed into Vaquel’s wet folds. Sureshot could feel the shudders of the woman’s pussy.

“Then why are you rescuing me?” Sureshot whispered. “Answer me with the truth or I will break off your arm and fuck you with it.”

Vaquel shuddered. Whether it was from fear or desire was impossible to say.

“On my world, we have a Queen,” Vaquel said. “She rules with cruel affection and merciless authority. Her family has guided our people out of the dark ages and into conquering prosperity. She is insatiable and beautiful and we all serve at her pleasure.”

“Hmm,” Sureshot said. She stroked harder at the thin spacesuit. “What does this have to do with anything?”

“I have spent almost two years with your people,” Vaquel said. “I have seen how they tear each other apart with their civil wars. I have seen them swear loyalty to ideas that are less than a decade old. I have seen how petty and fickle they are. If it wasn’t for their large cocks and giant tits, I would be disgusted with your race.”

Sureshot snorted. She twisted Vaquel’s arm harder until the brown woman cried out. “Your point, Fuck-U?”

“Your race is pathetic!” Vaquel said through gritted teeth. “But you are not! You are cruel! You are dangerous! You are beautiful! How dare your people try to kill you!”

“I understand,” Sureshot said. “You’re homesick.”

“What?” Vaquel said.

“Take off your helmet,” Sureshot said.

“We don’t have time!” Vaquel said. “We need to go now!”

Sureshot pushed harder on Vaquel’s arm and the explorer screamed. Her fingers also dug deeper into Vaquel’s crotch and the material stretched as Vaquel’s pussy was penetrated.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Vaquel gasped. She fumbled with her neck with her free hand. The release catch was activated and her helmet popped free.

Sureshot released Vaquel’s arm and her groin. She grabbed the helmet and pulled it off Vaquel’s head. As Vaquel nursed her arm, Sureshot spun her around and grabbed Vaquel by her short pink hair. Scooping one arm under Vaquel, Sureshot lifted her from the ground. Her head dipped down as her lips went for Vaquel’s mouth.

Vaquel froze in Sureshot’s grip. She opened her mouth for the Zatty woman’s powerful tongue. Her heart pounded as Sureshot drank deeply of Vaquel’s mouth. A warm feeling spread through Vaquel and she felt like she was floating.

Sureshot grabbed one of Vaquel’s breasts. She could feel the explorer’s hard nipple underneath the thin spacesuit. Her large hand encompassed the breast as her fingers squeezed tightly.

The tugging of her breast woke Vaquel from the bliss of the kiss. She kissed back, wrestling her tongue with Sureshot’s. Her legs lifted and wrapped around the larger alien’s hips. She pressed her crotch to Sureshot in a desperate urge to merge with the beautiful woman.

Their kissing grew more frantic. Sureshot pulled at her tunic to expose her chest. Vaquel pressed a button on her belt and a seam opened in her spacesuit from her groin to her neck. They kept kissing as they slipped hands under cloth to grope and maul each other.

A finger slipped inside Vaquel. The large Zatty finger was almost the size of a cock. It filled her as it pushed her open. She gasped into Sureshot’s ever demanding mouth.

Vaquel reached between them and ran her hand over Sureshot’s smooth sex. The thick lips were soaking wet. The angle prevented Vaquel from entering the taller alien but she could rub her fingers back and forth across the wet pussy lips.

“Yes,” the alien groaned.

They fingered each other. Sureshot continued to hold Vaquel up as they ravaged each other’s mouths. Vaquel’s large breasts pressed against the giant mounds of Sureshot. Brown skin writhed against red.

Sureshot groaned. “Make me come, Fuck-U.”

Vaquel stroked faster. Her fingers grinded as hard as they could. The heat from the alien’s pussy was incredible.

“Yes,” Sureshot groaned. She pulled her finger out of Vaquel’s sex and grabbed the explorer’s ass instead. Her wet fingers squeezed hard around Vaquel’s plump buttock.

Vaquel missed the finger inside her but that was okay. The powerful woman had given her a command and Vaquel planned to complete it. She stroked Sureshot’s pussy with renewed vigor.

The slick pussy trembled under Vaquel’s hand and then there was a sudden gush of fluid. Sureshot screamed into Vaquel’s mouth as she finally achieved her climax.

The Zatty woman broke the kiss. Vaquel pulled her hand away from Sureshot’s dripping sex. Her fingers were numb from rubbing so hard.

“Please make me come,” Vaquel whispered.

“Halt!” a voice cried out.

“What?” Vaquel said. She looked past Sureshot to see the armored form of a prison guard. Fuck!

The hands holding Vaquel up suddenly let go. There was a moment of freefall and then Vaquel’s ass landed hard on the ground. Pain shot up her spine.

Sureshot ran down the hall towards the guard. The twin shoulder weapons swiveled to track her. The red woman turned at a sharp angle towards the wall. Step by step, she ran up the side of the wall while still headed for the guard.

Laser fire sliced through the air but Sureshot was one step ahead of every red flash of light. She ran along the wall and then summersaulted through the air over the guard. His shoulder cannons lacked the elevation needed to fire up at her.

As she flipped over the prison guard, Sureshot grabbed the barrels of both cannons. She pulled them inward as they kept firing. The weapons pointed at the guard’s head and fired. The lasers cut through the helmet and punctured the skull of the Zatty inside.

The guard fell to his knees. Sureshot wrenched a cannon from the shoulder mounting and examined the wires hanging out. The guard fell forward and blood leaked from the helmet.

“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel whispered. She was still sitting on the ground, her hand dripping pussy juices.

“Got it,” Sureshot said and she touched a wire. The cannon in her hand fired a short burst. “It’s not ideal but at least I have a weapon again.” She took some of the extra wires and made a sling for her new gun.

“Right,” Vaquel said as she stood back up. Her pussy ached to be filled again but that guard had reminded her of the danger they were in. She turned around and typed in the passcode.

The cell block door opened. A long tunnel stretched before them. Weapon turrets hung limply in their brackets.

“Why aren’t they firing?” Sureshot asked.

“I deactivated them before I got here,” Vaquel said. The truth was that Chairbot had done that but Vaquel wasn’t going to tell her that. Let the hot alien woman think she had done all the work.

Vaquel took a step towards the door but a powerful hand grabbed the back of her head and slammed her into the wall. Pain exploded along Vaquel’s face and she tried to pull back. The hand kept her pinned to the wall.

“What?” Vaquel said.

“You made a request,” Sureshot said. She kicked apart Vaquel’s legs as she kept her pinned to the wall. Her free hand moved down and entered Vaquel’s sex from behind.

“Ahh!” Vaquel cried out. “Let’s get on the other side of the door and close it,” she said. “Then you can fuck me.”

Sureshot drove her finger deeper inside Vaquel. “I’m granting your request and you’re telling me how to do it?”

“No, No!” Vaquel said. The submissive side of Vaquel flared to life. “I’m sorry, Mistress! Thank you for this pleasure!”

“That’s better,” Sureshot said. Her hand pumped Vaquel’s clenching pussy.

Vaquel groaned. The finger inside her was too rough. It was too fast. It was a savage taking of her most vulnerable spot. It was nailing her to the wall.

It was wonderful.

She couldn’t help thinking about the guards. Were more coming? Did the wardens know the computers had been hacked? Was a small army coming to kill them right now?

Probably, but it didn’t matter. Sureshot was granting her the gift of an orgasm. It didn’t matter that the rough prison wall was hard on Vaquel’s softs breasts. It wasn’t important that her face was being crushed. It was of no concern that their chances of escaping this prison was getting slimmer with every hard thrust of Sureshot’s finger.

Vaquel climaxed. She screamed her pleasure in a primal cry of bliss. She kept screaming as Sureshot fingered her to a second orgasm and then a third.

“You’ve had enough,” Sureshot said and she pulled her finger out of Vaquel. She pushed Vaquel’s stumbling body through the cell block door.

They entered the tunnel and Vaquel stumbled to the lock. She typed in the code and locked the door behind them. She pressed a button to seal her spacesuit back up.

“No,” Sureshot said. “Leave your suit open.”

Vaquel nodded weakly. She was dazed with afterglow. She tapped a button and the seam opened along her spacesuit again.

“We have five kilometers to go before we reach a water hatch,” Vaquel said. “From there we need to swim through some hopefully clean water before working our way through the water treatment station. My ship is waiting there. I can take you to another planet but I can’t take you to another star system.”

“Understood, Fuck-U” Sureshot said. She slung her weapon over her shoulder. “I have friends on the second planet. They were talking about setting up a rebel group. This new government we have coming is already pissing people off. Maybe we’ll try that system you were telling me about. I wouldn’t mind being a Queen.”

Vaquel smiled with pride until an unpleasant thought occurred to her. What would Queen Erishella think if she came to invade this system and they already had a cruel queen? The Queen had a dim view of plagiarists. Would she blame Vaquel?”

Sureshot kept talking. “Five kilometers you said? In one kilometer, we’ll take a fuck break so you can eat me. At the second kilometer, we’ll take a break so I can spank your ass and those tiny milk pumps of yours. I haven’t decided how I will use you at the three kilometer mark, but I’ll think of something.”

A warm feeling suffused through Vaquel. She would worry about Queen Erishella some other time. She had a queen right here that she was eager to serve.