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Archive name: future.txt (MF, SiFi)
Authors name: Pauleena (Zau@aol.com)
Story title : Sometime in the Future
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SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE (MF, oral, mast, intercourse)
A story by Pauleena (Zau@aol.com)
Ini and Inu are Grafters (Workers) in a rigidly con-
trolled society of the future. Work is all, pleasures
are few, life is short. Punishment is certain.
* * * * *
The siren sounds. Work Time is over. Ini shuts down her
machine. She follows her fellow Grafters out of the
machine shop, standing in line to press her hand on the
clock-off pad. Out in the yard she heads for the gate and
there Inu is waiting.
Inu is her Graft-Partner. He does the heavy work of
fetching and carrying. They are a Pair. They head off
with scores of others to the El Station and board a
Shuttle for Domiville 3. They are all in Pairs. Nobody
speaks. From the drop-off they and a crowd of fellow
Grafters head for Domiblock 5, a high-rise barrack-like
building.
They jostle inside and the pack begins the ascent of a
dingy concrete stairway, thinning out as people are
siphoned off at the entrances to the numbered corridors.
Ini and Inu leave the stairs at Corridor 10 on which
their Domicile Unit, No.1010 is located. Arriving at the
door Inu puts the palm of his right hand on an
illuminated pad in the door. The door clicks open and
they get inside. The door closes and noiselessly locks
itself. As the door closes a powerful daylight simulation
lamp set in the ceiling comes on. They're "home."
The Domicile Unit is one room about 18 feet square. It is
drab; the walls are bare plaster. The right hand wall is
taken up with a built-in console, an array of lit palm
recognition pads and the dispenser units they control. On
the left hand side there is a flimsy screen modeled on
the paper screens from Japanese dwellings. Behind the
screen are the washroom and the can. On the back wall
there are two tall louvered shutters each with a palm pad
control, these are closets for clothes, between them is a
large TV screen over which they have no control. It is
not on tonight, times for viewing are quite randomly
chosen by the Domiblock Controllers. The only programs
are State propaganda, or hard porn movies. At the foot
of the outer wall is a wooden bench like structure some
12 feet long and 4 feet wide. On this are two bedding
rolls. Pairs sleep feet to feet not side by side. There
is no other furniture. Nor are there any windows. The
unit is air-conditioned.
Inu pulled his work shirt over his head and threw it into
a corner. He undid his shorts and they dropped to his
feet. He kicked them after the shirt. All he wore now
was a tight jockstrap. He stood about five feet five in
height, the male Grafter average. He was slim and
muscular. The muscular development of hard physical work.
There was no excess flesh anywhere on his body. He was
all muscle and bone. His skin was copper colored.
Grafters both male and female were genetically engineered
for stamina on the model of the Indians of the Andes.
Inu pulled down his jockstrap, pulled it down and off and
kicked it across the room. There were red weals round his
hips where it had gripped him. He rubbed himself and
massaged his cock and balls, grunting with relief and
satisfaction. He was sexually excited and his cock sprang
up in an erection almost at his first touch. It was now
standing stiff and proud, jutting up almost parallel
against his flat belly, his scrotum was tight under it.
He was uncircumcised and the pinky tip of his cock head
was pushing out of his tight foreskin. As was common with
Grafter males his cock was large in proportion to his
size, being a good nine and a half inches long. Because
he was small and slim his torso seemed to be attached to
his cock rather than the other way round! He had a big
bush of dark pubic hair although the rest of his body was
almost hairless. Just a faint downy suggestion on his
bony chest. None at all on his head.
Ini meanwhile had unbuttoned her work dress and taking it
off hung it on a hook behind the door. Now all she had on
was a broad band which covered, supported and flattened
her breasts and a pair of loose white panties. Like Inu
she too was an average Grafter. But as all Grafters were
products of the laboratory it would have been strange if
they had been otherwise! She was no more than five feet
in height and very slim, not to say thin. She unfastened
the breast band and removed it freeing her breasts. They
were small, round and firm and high on her chest but the
pink nipples were large and prominent with big dark
circles around them. She was hot. She was dirty. She was
hungry. She was tired. She wanted a wash, a meal and then
sleep, lovely sleep. That indeed was what The Order of
Things specified for them but when she saw Inu's stiff
cock she knew what that meant. A fight. And if Inu won
then Hurt would follow.
Inu moves towards Ini. "Jump now," he says. "Jump, Jump."
He pulls down her panties. She has a prominent hairless
mound, not shaved, just naturally hairless. She has no
hair in her armpits either. She has shoulder length
thick, glossy black head hair though cut pudding-basin
fashion and it always stays the same length.
"Now we jump," Inu says again.
"No Inu," she says. "Wash-up Time, then Chow-Time. Not
Jump Time. Jump out of Time brings Hurt," She says this
pleadingly.
"Jump fast, Inu Jump fast then no Hurt only Nice." and he
laughs.
And then he takes her roughly by one arm and sort of
propels her to a corner of the room.
Here about two feet from the ground a metal bar is
fastened to the wall. Ini is too tired to resist. She
stands in front of the bar and about three feet back
from it with her feet wide apart. She leans forward and
grips it with her hands, legs spread, her tight little
butt thrust out. On the wall at the side there is a sort
of dispenser fastened. Inu gets behind Ini, he cups one
hand under the dispenser and with the other squeezes it,
a sticky gel oozes into his hand. He rubs the gel on his
cock and then he puts the hand between Ini's legs and
rubs the stuff into her slit. Then he grips his cock
firmly pulling it down horizontal and moving forward gets
his cock up and into Ini's tight cunt. He slides it in
all the way. Ini expands to take him in and grips him
tight. He rests a moment and then he begins the old in
out fucking motion forcing Ini forward with every in
stroke. He grips her round the hips at first but then he
moves his hands and cups her breasts, squeezing the
nipples between his second and third fingers.
Her large nipples, stiffen up and become larger as he
squeezes them and she gets the feeling and yes, yes she
wants to Jump now and she pushes back against him so that
his cock penetrates deep into her cunt. Female Grafters
can get good orgasms through their nipples, through
having them caressed or kissed or sucked or squeezed or
pulled. This is why they are forced to wear the tight
restraining breast band.
"Jump fast Inu, fast, fast, bring Nice," she gasps out.
Inu is pumping away as fast as he can, grunting and
thrusting and he's nearly there, nearly there, Nice
nearly cumming.
Suddenly behind them above the door a blue sensor light
flashes and from the speaker below it a harsh metallic
voice breaks into the room punctuated by a warning siren.
"Wrong Time, Wrong Time, Wrong Time."
The sound of the Voice immediately affects Inu. The
Responder Chip embedded in his brain takes over. His sex
drive subsides, but his hard-on stays so that even though
his hands fall from Ini's tits he is still in her. The
same with Ini, she tenses up and grips the bar tighter.
The voice sounds again, "Hurt, Hurt, Hurt". Immediately a
current of electricity like that from a stun-gun and as
powerful surges through the metal bar and the shock runs
up through Ini's hands and through her body and from her
through Inu's stiff cock up through his body. They both
cry out. The shock stops. But before they can recover and
move away another stronger one is administered. When it
stops Ini gets her hands off the bar and they collapse in
a heap on the floor.
They lie there moaning and quivering. Inu's cock goes
limp and slips from Ini's cunt. Ini sobs, her hands smart
and sting.
The metallic Voice booms out again, "Grafter Ay En You,
Grafter Ay En Ay Wash-up NOW, then Chow, then Rest.
Grafter Ay En You COLLECT tonite. Repeat COLLECT tonite."
The two them get groggily to their feet and stagger
towards a dividing partition that runs across the room.
Inu slides open one section of it. They go into the wash-
room. Here there is a shallow trough sunk in the floor
and at each end a vertical pipe with a shower-head. When
they get down into it and stand on metal plates under the
shower-head which activate the Wash-Up Program and a
needle-jet sprays down on to them. Normally this should
be comfortably hot but now it is freezing cold. They cry
out and step back but from holes in the bottom of the
trough water just as cold sprays up at them. Next liquid
soap should be mixed with the water followed by a final
rinse but the cold water just continues. Having got no
option they rub their bodies with their hands trying to
remove the factory dirt and sweat from their bodies as
best they can. Then the water switches off. They step
over to a small cubicle recessed into the wall. When they
are in a glass door closes. This is the drying cabinet
and hot air should be blown into it, but not tonite and
cold air envelops them. The door opens after what seems
an age and they get out chilled and shivering and still
wet.
They return to the main room. Inu tries to rub himself
dry with his dirty work shirt. Ini does the same using
her work dress. Ini goes to the palm pad in the back wall
which controls the metal shutter of the clothes closet.
When she puts her hand on to the pad a light above the
pad flashes red - access denied. She cannot get any clean
clothes out. The same happens to Inu. They decide to put
their discarded clothes back on but the blue light
flashes and the Voice commands, "Dirty garments to
Laundry NOW." They must put them in the laundry chute and
go naked. They do as ordered..
"Right," said the Voice. "Now eat."
Ini goes to the food dispenser in the console and puts
her palm on the pad. There is a humming sound of
machinery and a tray with a meal like a tv dinner is
delivered into a rack below. Inu follows her but at his
touch another red warning light flashes - access denied.
They sit on the hard wooden bench and Ini shares her meal
with Inu. The basis of the food is soya and tofu, it is
soon consumed. To drink they have water from a tap in the
bathroom wall.
The Voice says again, "Collect, Collect, Collect Now."
Ini unrolls Inu's thin mattress onto the bench. Rolled
inside it is a thin quilt which she leaves rolled for
now. Inu lies down on his back. Ini by pressing another
of the battery of pads on the wall console obtains a
plastic cylinder about twelve inches long with a diameter
of about three inches. It has a screw top which she
removes. The screw top has the letters INU on it. She
goes back to the bed. "Collect Inu, Collect," she says.
He lies there inert. She takes one of his hands and
places it on his cock.
His cock is cold and shrivelled, he touches it and plays
with it but it will not harden it becomes longer but it
remains soft. He looks at Ini in a desperate sort of way,
"Help, Help needed. Help to Collect."
Kneeling on the floor Ini warms her hands between her
legs and takes hold of Inu's cock, she holds it and
presses it she pulls the foreskin back but it stays limp.
Then she leans over Inu kisses his cock and blows on it
with her warm breath. The she holds up the limp shaft and
puts her lips around it and takes most of it into her
mouth, she pulls the foreskin back and sucks on the head.
Slowly Inu's cock hardens up and she sucks and licks and
squeezes his balls gently. Slowly, surely he gets a full
erection and Ini grips the base of his shaft hard she
knows she must not bring him off in her mouth. That would
spoil the Collect. Hurt would follow. She picks up the
flask and taking her mouth from Inu's cock she holds the
flask over it and then she slowly and expertly jerks Inu
off. She does it slowly, slowly, but very soon she feels
his cock go iron hard and his hips lift from the bed and
she knows he is about to cum so she pulls his foreskin
back from the purple head of his cock as far as it will
go and then with a loud gasp and sigh he shoots his lot
and it jets out and spatters into the flask. Ini lets go
of his cock but moves the flask up so that it encloses
all of Inu's cock shaft in order to catch all of his cum
as it dribbles from his cock and it goes limp again. She
squeezes it along its length to get the last driblets out
into the flask.
When she is satisfied that Inu's cum flow has stopped,
Ini puts the cap on the flask. Inu is lying back dozing
so Ini shakes him by the shoulder, he sits up and she
puts the flask in his hand. He takes it to the battery of
panels in the wall presses a pad a shutter opens and he
puts the flask into the aperture revealed. "Ay En You's
Collect." He says into a speaker grill. The shutter
closes. Then the metallic voice speaks again, "Rest time,
rest time."
Immediately the overhead light dims down. Ini and Inu lie
down naked as they are on their thin mattresses and pull
up their thin quilts. Lying stretched out alone foot to
foot. The light goes out leaving them in darkness. Nobody
cares what Grafters do in their six hour Rest Time. Inu
falls into a deep sleep but Ini who had been so tired
earlier lies there thinking of her next Nice Day. Of her
visit to the Pleasure Dome.
She becomes excited and wets her fingers with saliva and
plays with her sensitive nipples. She breathes harder and
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh," she has a long quivering
orgasm, her body trembles, her hips buck on the bed, she
has her own special Nice. Sleep follows.
Later Inu wakes, gets down and pushes himself onto Ini's
part of the bench pushing her up against the wall. He has
a big hard-on. Ini wakes up she knows what he wants. She
crouches on all fours and he gets behind her and fucks
her, he goes fast and cums soon. Afterwards crushed up
together they sleep.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sun, not thinking about adult situations. Do
your part to make our world a little safer.
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