orbiters, seemed a good idea. If the controls could be worked out.
Good and bad memories flickered through his head as he remembered his time in that room, when he and Brianna had been detained there together. He’d wanted to fuck her something fierce. She’d punched him a good one instead. A smile tugged at his lips.
He noted the changes around him. The table and chairs in the room had been shoved up against one wall right after the meeting ended and before everyone dispersed. Colorful pillows and bedding from one or more of the private bedrooms, he assumed, had been moved in and scattered on the floor. A few thin mats had also been moved in. He frowned at the still uncomfortable-looking setup. Not a den of lust, for sure, but at least less sterile. Sort of.
Laszlo had said this would need to be the location for the Initiation, since the room contained full video and sound equipment. They would need a record of the proceedings for future reference. He would have rather been in one of the personal quarters on a bed, in private with Brianna and whoever else needed to be in attendance.
Someplace with a more romantic atmosphere.
If he got the chance, he’d speak with Laszlo about it. If the chemicals they intended to use on him affected a person’s brain, as he’d been told, certainly atmosphere or anything else that also affected one’s perception and emotions would be important.
Anything to improve the outcome of the rite. They all needed this to succeed.
Besides, he didn’t enjoy being treated like some fucking lab experiment. Though he knew that’s essentially what he was. He wondered if he’d even be able to get his cock up and hard enough to go through with this. He wasn’t some sex machine that could be switched on and off at will, regardless of his reputation back on Earth.
He let out a small chuckle.
Okay, maybe the sex part wasn’t the problem. He could fuck some woman for the cause, even in front of others. But, somehow, that woman being Brianna bothered him.
Not because he didn’t want her, but because he did. Because she wasn’t just some pussy to him. His attraction to her was more than physical.
He spotted a small table in one corner with an array of strange-looking equipment on it, along with a gray case and a few bottles of something. Laszlo had placed the objects there earlier.
The case brought back memories of their first attempt to initiate him in the Lair. His instability, his raging sexual need, until somehow his body had compensated and the feeling had waned.
A failure in their eyes. A success in his. Or so he had thought at the time.
He definitely needed to jack off. He’d been so sexually pent-up lately. But when he remembered them wanting to perform anal sex on him with some sort of dildo they’d kept in a case similar to the one on the table now, it dampened his desire. He’d refused to allow them to fuck him in the ass. He would do so again if they made another attempt. He intended to retain some control over what happened to his body.
As far as he understood, from what Laszlo had told him in private, they needed to extract his semen after the special chemicals were introduced into his body via an injection. Then they’d attempt to make some sort of serum, or whatever he’d called it, that they’d use to inject Earth’s military men. Faster than putting each and every one of them through the rite itself. It sounded like a reasonable plan. His ass shouldn’t be a factor.
* * * * *
Brianna headed toward the far end of the shelter to meet with Braden. He, Alexa and the babies had been given one of the private rooms down here. Perfect for a secure meeting, since the private quarters weren’t monitored. Though her entry would be recorded by the corridor surveillance system for anyone curious enough to check the vid archives. She couldn’t see any corridor monitors but she knew they were there. Not that a visit to her brother should arouse suspicion.
Once again sexual
Good and bad memories flickered through his head as he remembered his time in that room, when he and Brianna had been detained there together. He’d wanted to fuck her something fierce. She’d punched him a good one instead. A smile tugged at his lips.
He noted the changes around him. The table and chairs in the room had been shoved up against one wall right after the meeting ended and before everyone dispersed. Colorful pillows and bedding from one or more of the private bedrooms, he assumed, had been moved in and scattered on the floor. A few thin mats had also been moved in. He frowned at the still uncomfortable-looking setup. Not a den of lust, for sure, but at least less sterile. Sort of.
Laszlo had said this would need to be the location for the Initiation, since the room contained full video and sound equipment. They would need a record of the proceedings for future reference. He would have rather been in one of the personal quarters on a bed, in private with Brianna and whoever else needed to be in attendance.
Someplace with a more romantic atmosphere.
If he got the chance, he’d speak with Laszlo about it. If the chemicals they intended to use on him affected a person’s brain, as he’d been told, certainly atmosphere or anything else that also affected one’s perception and emotions would be important.
Anything to improve the outcome of the rite. They all needed this to succeed.
Besides, he didn’t enjoy being treated like some fucking lab experiment. Though he knew that’s essentially what he was. He wondered if he’d even be able to get his cock up and hard enough to go through with this. He wasn’t some sex machine that could be switched on and off at will, regardless of his reputation back on Earth.
He let out a small chuckle.
Okay, maybe the sex part wasn’t the problem. He could fuck some woman for the cause, even in front of others. But, somehow, that woman being Brianna bothered him.
Not because he didn’t want her, but because he did. Because she wasn’t just some pussy to him. His attraction to her was more than physical.
He spotted a small table in one corner with an array of strange-looking equipment on it, along with a gray case and a few bottles of something. Laszlo had placed the objects there earlier.
The case brought back memories of their first attempt to initiate him in the Lair. His instability, his raging sexual need, until somehow his body had compensated and the feeling had waned.
A failure in their eyes. A success in his. Or so he had thought at the time.
He definitely needed to jack off. He’d been so sexually pent-up lately. But when he remembered them wanting to perform anal sex on him with some sort of dildo they’d kept in a case similar to the one on the table now, it dampened his desire. He’d refused to allow them to fuck him in the ass. He would do so again if they made another attempt. He intended to retain some control over what happened to his body.
As far as he understood, from what Laszlo had told him in private, they needed to extract his semen after the special chemicals were introduced into his body via an injection. Then they’d attempt to make some sort of serum, or whatever he’d called it, that they’d use to inject Earth’s military men. Faster than putting each and every one of them through the rite itself. It sounded like a reasonable plan. His ass shouldn’t be a factor.
* * * * *
Brianna headed toward the far end of the shelter to meet with Braden. He, Alexa and the babies had been given one of the private rooms down here. Perfect for a secure meeting, since the private quarters weren’t monitored. Though her entry would be recorded by the corridor surveillance system for anyone curious enough to check the vid archives. She couldn’t see any corridor monitors but she knew they were there. Not that a visit to her brother should arouse suspicion.
Once again sexual
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