It's lonely in space

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She followed the philosophy in order to make money one must have money. It was the traders creedo, buying something at a low price reselling for more. Then buying something more expensive and earning more and more profit.

She had a small cargo ship, it didn't look like much but it had it where it counted. She dealt in exotic goods now, the trips were a little longer but the profit higher and less people to deal with.

MystE was physically 25 Terran years old, travelling in space changed how fast she actually aged. She glanced at her ID, 57 standard years old. It was a long time, and it had been a long time since she had a dalliance on planet as her schedule had been very tight of late and space was a very lonely place.

So here she was debating her next trip, luxury goods, or a vacation to one of those decadent tourist planets. When an offer came across her path that was too good to turn down. Some sort of exotic package that was heading to one of the pleasure planets.

Perfect she thought, and clicked accept without reading the fine print of care instructions and exactly what is was she was carrying.


Open ended for the other person to fill in what kind of cargo it is, what it does, it could be anything preferably humanoid, and what exactly it's "special needs" are, which of course should probably tie into why it's going to a pleasure planet.

Or if the cargo is some sort of odd plant/toy, then you could play on as the recipient of the cargo on the pleasure planet.

 

[Wolk]

Inside one of the numerous standard 'live cargo' containers that littered the spaceport sat the muscular, tough-looking man. The tag on top of the container porclaimed this man's name was Alfonso, and that he was a category 2 cargo requiring special regular attention. The man was naked, except for a pair of shoes and a skimpy rug wrapped around his mighty thighs.

"Category 2 cargo," he mumbled, sadly, feeling degraded by this reminder of what he now was. Once a proud Mobile Infantryman, he was now reduced to a mere toy for those with weird tastes through capture followed by ingestions of experimental hormones. Within a few months the hormones made his normal private parts grow to almost twice their original size. His cock was now almost a foot long and as thick as an arm; his balls were the size of small apples. To boot, his cock also became less sensitive, which ment "big Al" now needed to go forever before reaching the sky. If that alone was not enough to make any perverted female moneybag of a customer scream, his sperm has been "remodeled". It now contained concentrated hormones of pleasure in obscene amounts. When in contact with soft membranes, such as mouth, nose, eyes, anus or vagina, the hormones would rapidly make their way into the person's bloodstream, spreading the feeling of intense sexual pleasure all over their body.

Of course, there was a price to pay. A human body is not stupid and it realizes that such obscene abilities are not really needed. Thus it tries to remove them, if they go unused for any prolonged period of time. The only way to avoid deterioration of Alfonso's unnatural abilities is to excersize them by making him orgasm five times per day. Generally this was accomplished by keeping a team of women whose sole role was to 'maintain' Alfonso, but now that he was being moved, he was neglected for the past couple of hours, and his desires were begining to arise again.

 

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MystE

Cargo, where was her cargo? She kept looking around and then she saw it. Oh fuck it all LIVING cargo, she should have read the fine print. Where were those damn special care instructions. "Hormonally enhanced Male Speciman Grade A," she scanned down to daily needs and so on. "Fuck, what kind of twisted mind comes up with these things?" She sighed at least she had protective gear on board, no reason for her to be assaulted five times a day.....5 times a day...she looked at how long it would take her to get there.

Just over a week, she placed the container on board in the heated quarters for living cargo and made a quick stop for a few things she knew she'd need over the next few days.

She imput the travel plan and made all the proper flight arrangements. Right after take off she went to go check on the cargo.

She imputted the code to release the seal and took a look at him. She was wearing a thin non porous violet film suit that covered her like a second skin from her neck to her toes.

It was heated and right now she felt very warm as she looked him over. She removed his one item of clothing and noticed his eyes had finally opened.

Sedating a sentient being seemed wrong somehow and she refused to further sedate him even though it was suggested to keep him partly under for the trip.

 

[Wolk]

He lifted his heavy eyelids, feeling the only thing covering him being removed. "Again," he thought, almost indifferently, but a little excited. He didn't mind the regular sex, actually. It was still pleasant to him and provided a nice distraction from staring at the walls of his metal container or falling into another heavy slumber induced by his captors' medicines.

He eyes the person who disturbed him. A woman, in her twenties, nice figure. "Meh, another one," he thought. He remained laying, taking no initiative to move or speak, just eying her. He had long learned his captors usually punished initiative and thought it best to keep down.

 

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MystE

Hmmmm, he seemed passive enough. She ran her protected fingers all along his bodies, focusing on non erogenous zones at first watching as his eyelids flicker. She smiled, this might be fun, she decided. She finally focused on just caressing his nipples slowly lightly seeing which parts of him were the most sensative and which the least.

He seemed well built for it and she knew that even without the modifications he must have been well hung as it swelled up, getting bigger oh so slowly and a lush red color.

She continued down his smooth hairless body, amazed at how his cock kept expanding. Whoever was going to own him must have an amazing sex drive on top of a good capacity to accept such a huge cock. Just the thought of someone having sex with him pulled out more dirty thoughts.

She pulled out the lotion and applied the warming lotion to his heavy balls. His cock stiffened up in response and she got a good look at it's full potential size.

Luckily he was restrained in his pod from trying to escape or kill her. She bet that eventually he'd have a control collar but for now he had limited range of motion. It was fun to tease him but eventually he'd need more. She smiled and slide the special cuff onto his engorged cock and turned it on. It hummed and buzzed as the vibration started.

For time being I had set it to activate every 10 hours with me checking in between times. I watched it pulsate and vibrate for what seemed like far longer than normal. I glanced at the time code on it. Ten minutes of this and he still hadn't exploded. Amazing...

 

[Wolk]

He let his eyes wonder over the woman before him, as she caressed his body, teasing it into readiness. She looked nice in her tight fitting outfit and he wouldn't mind pinning her down right there. He would take her so hungrily, eager to satisfy his urges; he'd force himself into her and make her scream in pleasure over and over again before he would finally get what he wanted and send her screaming into an uncontrollable extasy. At least that's how it usually was, but strangely this woman did not seem very eager to use him.

He watched and felt her stretch a large cuff over his humongous manhood. He smiled, feeling the device vibrate around him. The feeling was somewhat pleasant, but nowhere near what a real woman felt like. For now he had to be content with it. For added stimulation he eyed the woman before him as the cuff caressed his cock. He imagined it was her pleasing him, her beautiful big tits swaying naked, her mouth struggling to swallow his head, while her hands labor on his thick long shaft.

Still, it was not enough. He imagined the woman before him in more and more erotic positions, but fifteen minutes later his cock was still hard and craving for action.

 

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She frowned slightly and looked at the special needs and smiled, evidently as long as he was hormonal it didn't matter if he achieved release or not, it simple made him more agreeable if he did release. Something was beeping and she adjusted the setting and left the room. She wondered what kind of person wanted such a living toy. She made the course correction and closed her eyes.

An alarm went off and she realized it was time to check on him again. Perhaps he would be hungry, she checked out his nutritional needs and made up the proper items. She fixed herself a snack as well. She noticed the device had finally collected a healthy sample and she used the remote control to empty it.

He was boring, one dimensional built for fucking and nothing else. Not even seduction with all the modifications, just raw animalistic fucking. Better she think of him as an animal, an exotic pet than as a human being.

She was dreading the next week as she set the anti grav tray up and loosened his hands just enough so he could eat and she left again.

Perhaps she should have picked up a slutslave to take care of him. It was too late now, and she was agitated. She opted for a swim and headed down to the recreational area.

 

[Wolk]

The woman had left, leving him to be masturbated by the device. He did not even like it all that much, not after the number of times it was used on him. It could barely drive him to orgasm, and even then it took ages to do so. Annoying.

He concentrated on images of the woman that just left, closing his eyes, hoping his imagination would speed up the release. It did, but not by much. Almost a full hour later he finally filled the device with hot white stuff, grunting. That done, he closed his eyes, hoping to get some sleep.

The woman came back later, this time with food. Food was good, as he was starting to feel the hunger creep up. She loosened up the restraints to let him eat and left.

"Is she serious?" he thought, feeling the freedom. With his hands he could get to the masturbation sleeve, which he could use to short circuit the block's system, thus disabling the high-tech restraints entirely. Then it'd be just a matter of an initially unarmed Mobile Infantryman playing hide and seek around this ship with civvies. He grinned, feeling his old instincts kick back in. One of them was a reality check. "No, that will not do. I don't know how many people there are on board, I don't know the layout of the ship, I don't know anything. Breaking now would be too dangerous." He finished eating, thinking of a plan. He had to get out and see the ship somehow. Then he would be ready. "It's going to happen eventually," he thought. "After all, she can't keep me in this cage for the whole trip." Almost smelling freedom, Al planned to bring up the topic of supervised walks when he next saw the woman or some of his other captors.

 

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MystE

Swimming laps helped her keep in shape on these long aimless trips. That was one of the bad things about pleasure planets is that they always tended to be out of the way, and out of the any legalities. There was no where to stop and pick up supplies or anything. She was glad at least that her cargo hold was immensely secure and with a flick of her fingers tightened his restraints once more. Surely he had eaten by now, she thought, bored she decided to look more closely as the specimens history. Military history, of course that explained the build, and probably only added to the excitement of his capture.

She wondered what he'd been like before and decided that she should spend some time tinkering with the cuff between uses, as he seemed almost immune to the device. That she could understand there was some times when the cold mechanical programmed response of a machine did little to match the warmth and unpredicatable nature of humans.

She pulled herself out of the pool, dried off and headed to her quarters. Once there she activated the view screen to watch him as she removed her wet garment and put her sleeping gown on. She was wondering why she had bought such an impractical garment in first place as it was little more than a slip of dress. It reminded her that she was a woman. Her dark red curls framed her face, her green eyes piercing and rare among humans now a days. Striking some said, and those few that dared lay a hand on her quickly found out venomous. She had more combat training than most captains. It had served her well on more than one occasion, even against one heavy worlder that thought his greater strength would provide him leverage.

 

[Wolk]

It has been a sleepless night for him. The damned restraints held his body tightly in a position rather uncomfortable to sleep in. It made him curse the ship's crew countless times through the night, but nobody seemed to care much.

Besides ache in his muscles and anger, Alfonso carried two important lessons from that painful night: his guards were not very skilled in handling live cargo, and they either did not have cameras in the pod or did not watch them very carefully. The possibility of them seeing his painful struggles, but not puting a stop to it was impossible; after all, he could have hurt himself and he was a valuable commodity.

The cuff had awaken him once during the night, taking another hour off his sleep time, as it milked his cock again. How he longed to not need this; oh, how he hated the people who made him into the living sex toy he now was. Somehow he was sure it was not forever. Sooner or later he would make his escape; and what better place to try it than on board a ship? Unfortunately his slavers seemed to realize it as well. That could be why they were so paranoid, keeping up his restraints through the night.

He waited for the same woman to deliver his morning meal, staring at her less than lovingly. "You people enjoy torturing me, huh?" he threw. "The cuff, tight restraints through the night. Why don't you just kill me?" He was afraid this would cause a painful retaliation, but didn't care. He had to learn as much as he could about them, and that was best done with psychological recon by fire.

 

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MystE

It was almost humorous to see the animal struggling. She would have sedated him, but the level required would be toxic. She flicked the screen off, and checked out the specs for the cuff. She immediately saw room for improvement and set about redesigning it.

It was a hobby of hers to take something and make it better, more efficient, and therefore more valuable in trade. She had acquired a name in the trade and had standing offers for work in various companies. However she enjoyed the challenge and freedom her ship offered.

She ate a quick breakfast and slipped the protective gear back on. It was feeding time again and she wondered what kind of animal she would face this morning. She entered the cargo hold and was met with a snarling angry man.

Sleep deprivation had evidently not made him any more pleasant. She would have to reconfigure settings to allow his containment pod to recline at night. Otherwise she would have to reseal his pod and deactivate the restraints for sleep.

The second day of her voyage and she was already wishing she had picked up a quick cheap cargo instead. "You are more valuable alive, and there is a slight indication that you might try to escape and harm yourself in the attempt. Any healing agent that could be used would interfere with your programming. I'm not getting paid enough to cater to your whims, I'm simply following the parameters of your transport orders."

She played with the cuff controls emptying it before removing it. The she stepped back and moved the tray into place and loosened his restraints.

 

[Wolk]

By the next day he gave up thoughts of escape. It was clear that while the people in control of this ship weren't professionals in handling captives, they were paranoid enough. Almost all the time he was restrained, which, alone, was driving him insane.

Instead, he now longed for the life he had before being transported. Pleasing nymphomaniac wealthy women all the time, surrounded by luxury and relatively free. It wasn't perfect, but it sure beat being unable to move in a dark tight container!

 

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MystE

The days dragged by, at least he seemed resigned to his fate now instead of so spiteful. After the other morning she limited her contact though she had played with the cuff and it now had different settings, one that approximated oral using a vibration and texture of a tongue, a second one that lubricated and shimmied up and down to feel like a vagina, and a third that was merely tight and hot that seemed more like anal. Not that she had any personal experience having a penis, but the change seemed to be welcome and she forwarded a note to manufacturer who immediately paid for the new improved specs.

It was a nice chunk of change that would go far towards splurging on her vacation.

 

[Wolk]

Days dragged on the same for him. As much as he could, he spent sleeping, having nothing better to do in the tight pod. The cuff usually woke him up. Though, now it felt a bit better. He could almost believe it was the real thing. Almost.

He just reached orgasm, pumping the thing emulating a mouth full of his special cum. His body relaxed and leaned back as much as he could under the restraints. "Just three more days."

 

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MystE wasn't sure what she was looking forward too more, enjoying a vacation planet side, or getting rid of her cargo. She finally got around to fiddling with the imaging equipment and set up a holographic feed of one of those inane exercise shows where the women are scantily clad and contorting in ways she didn't know were possible and set up the display a few feet in front of the cargo.

She loosened his restraints by remote just enough so he could keep blood circulating as all his muscles seemed to strain and pop when he was being stimulated.

 

[Wolk]

Those three days passed slowly, but like everything in life they did come to an end. He felt force as the ship decellerated rapidly, entering the atmosphere of the distant pleasure planet where he was destined to live for the next while. Ten minutes and the ship touched down, its engines revved down and finally stopped.

In half an hour his pod was unloaded and wheeled down the spacefield to his awaiting reciever. Through the small window he watched the ship on which he spent all those unpleasant days get smaller in the distance. A smile crossed his lips. Soon he'd be taken out of this damn box and be free to move around. His muscles ached at the thought of finally being released from their restraints.

"Freedom." He whispered.

 

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As soon as she delivered him she could start her vacation. MystE had already been paid which more than covered the costs of travel. She delivered him and while part of her wondered who would want a semi mindless animalistic sex toy. She decided everyone had their own tastes.

Having been in space a long time she was more starved for simple human contact than the rough lusty sex he was built for. There was a place for everything on the planet from massage parlors to clubs that catered to the darker side of human nature.