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Lust Of The Stars
by The Post Man (atlas8193@yahoo.com)
***
On a far off world populated by humanoid animals, a
young woman is forced into prostitution to survive. Her
life then takes an interesting twist with one customer.
(MF, reluc, anal, beast, sci-fi)
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The crying sky was a nearly black sludge gray as Susan
stood out on the street corner, huddling around herself
for warmth. It was really a typical day for Krylos 4-at
least where she was. The densely packed urban area of
Bylock seemed to be a magnet for foul weather, even by
standards elsewhere in inhabited space.
Since mankind had first made its brave leap to the
stars, countless species had been encountered-and not
all of them had been entirely friendly. Of the
thousands of alien races out of the known universe; a
great number had seen humanity as little more than an
obnoxious pest. Not that much-if anything-mattered to
Susan at this time. All she wanted was to save up
enough of the local currency to get her out of her
current situation as a whore and hopefully enough to
buy a ticket off this horrible planet and it's
dominating inhabitants; the "zoo's" as they were
referred to.
Through some strange twist in evolution, Krylos 4 had
given birth to a race of animal like humanoids-the
derogatory slang of which was "zoo". If there was an
animal on Earth, it almost surely had a zoo equivalent
here; though for some odd reason, the horse-like ones
seemed to have taken charge of everything and seemed to
be the most influential species on the planet-though
she had seen less than a dozen since she'd arrived here
when she was sixteen.
She couldn't remember the last time a human had used
her services. She had been used by tigers, dogs, even
at one time being used by a zoo that had to be a
dolphin of some kind. Another quirk about this planet
was that a zoo could possibly knock you up, if you
weren't careful. This led to her having to buy the
expensive local human birth control medication from a
variety of sources-not all of them reliable or trust
worthy.
She shivered hard in the driving rain. Her skimpy thong
and top (that barely covered the fairly small nipples
on her average sized tits) did nothing to insulate
against the cold rain. Her naturally red hair had long
since been matted to her head and the waist long length
of it stuck to the small of her back in a cold wet
clump that further added to her misery. The tight thong
dug slightly into the skin around her flawless hips as
it pulled itself into the beautiful crevice that was
her ass.
Though she was twenty-two; she looked closer to sixteen
because of her youthful features and fairly small size.
Her small size had allowed more than one of her zoo
customers to rough her up a bit as they went to town on
her tight little cunt. Some of those encounters had
left her nearly incapable of working; it had bruised
her so bad. Luckily zoos didn't really care for anal-
some of the creatures that had had her would have
killed her if they'd stuck there cock up her puckered,
virgin hole.
Car after car drove by and splashed the filthy gutter
water on her like the shattered remains of her hopes
and dreams. Eventually one car did slow down and pull
up in front of her.
It was a limousine-a true oddity for her part of town.
The rain beaded up on the roof and rolled down the
sides of the elegantly sleek, black hover car as it
came to an easy and smooth stop in front of her. Why
would a limo be down in this end of town? The few that
could afford a limo on this planet had "professionals"
that could service them and a few even kept literal
harems of women to use for their pleasure. She crouched
over and tried to peer in the black tinted rear window.
It was then that not the window rolled down; but the
driver got out.
The driver was a canine-which wasn't really surprising
given his role as a driver and possibly butler. He no
doubt was able to call in a fortune for a living
looking like the greyhound he was. The greyhound race
of canine zoo was unusually graceful and well mannered
from what she'd seen and heard of them. His presence
alone meant that the passenger was undoubtedly very
wealthy.
The rain falling off his black umbrella obscured his
long, graying muzzle (a sign of growing years) making
it difficult to tell much else outside of his race.
When he spoke, it was in a clear voice with only the
faintest of taints from his native language.
"My master wishes to know how much for the night?" He
said. Though it was difficult to see him clearly, she
could tell he had an ear piece in due the steady blue
light that came from within one of his tall, pointed
ears. She noticed that and that he had just licked his
big and black nose. There was something about an
intelligent race capable of licking its own nose that
annoyed her.
She quoted a price off the top of her head-one that
implied quality without sounding too outrageous. "I
don't do a single customer a night, though. I've lost
money doing that before. Sorry." She added.
The hounds' eyes angled toward the side of his head
that had the earphone in it. There was a quiet, "yes
sir," and then he looked at her again.
"He agrees to your price-but only if you are to be his
only customer of the night." He stated to her.
She shook her head. "No way."
He bent his head down and gave another glance toward
his earphone. This one was much longer than before
though. The hounds' head canted several more times as
whom-or what-ever was on the other end talked at length
to him. There was a sigh of obedience from the
greyhound as he once again returned his brown-eyed gaze
at her.
"My master says that he will pay you your price per
service over the night and by the hour. He is willing
to pay nearly any price you ask of him for your time."
He said. "He also offers you a place to stay for the
night and clean yourself rather than that filthy alley
you call home. That part comes with the trust that
nothing he does will be publicly talked about."
The hounds' boss just wouldn't give up. With a sag in
her shoulders she accepted the offer. In the very
least, she could use a shower and a real bed for a
night. She was reaching for the rear door handle when
the hound smacked her hand-hard. With a shake of one of
his clawed fingers, he led her around to the passenger
side front door and opened it for her. Once she was
inside, he walked around and got in.
Their journey took them up the street and around the
corner; which put them on track to up-town. The
streetlights improved and so did the roads and
sidewalks. It was still raining-though for some reason
it seemed to be a lot less depressing in this part of
town. She was starting to almost-almost-look forward to
it. In any situation it beat a grimy hotel room where
the sheets reeked of bizarre sexual escapades between
cleanings.
They pulled up to a tall building and stopped. She
asked the driver if she was supposed to get out which
earned her a scowl and a shake of the head.
"You will get out once we park. My master wants you
prepared before the start of the evening." He said in a
half sigh of resignation. She got a feeling that
despite the fact that there was no doubt about his
loyalty, his master bestowed countless less than
fitting tasks upon him. "He also has some business to
take care of before he is ready for you."
The limo pulled into the basement-parking garage and
they got out. The grey nearly pushed her over into a
service elevator and tapped the button for the third to
top floor-the fifty-seventh. Whoever it was, they were
most definitely fabulously wealthy-a floor that high up
in a building this nice had to be expensive to live in.
She hoped in the very least.
Once on the appropriate floor, they disembarked the
elevator and she was almost forcefully ushered into a
hallway and told to stand outside the door. The hound
used a purple key card to open the door and then pushed
her inside. She was growing tired of his rough
treatment-and he wasn't even the one paying for the
privilege!
He motioned her into a bathroom and told her to strip.
The hound used the tips of his claws to pick up her
soiled laundry and tossed it into a laundry chute. She
gasped and made to slap him for throwing out her only
clothing-she had never seen a laundry chute before.
The hound caught her hand shortly before impact. "Such
an act is ill advised in the very best." He snarled at
her, baring his sharp and well-kept teeth at her. "A
new set of clothing will be brought to you in the
morning-a set much better than…those pathetic rags we
found you in. Now lay in the tub so that I may bathe
you properly."
She did as she was told. The hound filled the tub with
hot water-a little too hot; but not bad-and grabbed an
organic sponge, bar of soap, and a bottle of shampoo.
She thought something looked strange about the label on
the bottle but wrote it off.
The canine eyed her lithe body with a combination of
lust and envy. He started off by scrubbing her back
with the sponge. With the dirt and grime that had built
up on her body, it took several applications and a
great number of rinses before the soap was actually
clean enough to build to a decent lather. From there,
he moved to her breasts where he used the sponge to
only apply the soap-even the loyal grey wasn't above
copping a feel when his master was paying. She
shuddered in pleasure as one of his well-groomed claws
grazed her sensitive nipple.
By the time he had finished with her body, the water
was gray with filth. The hound drained the tub and
refilled it with fresh, clean water before wetting her
hair and applying the shampoo. Keeping her hair wet,
the hound brushed her hair free of knots and snags;
which freed up even more dirt and grime into the water.
Being comprised of a layer of fur in most cases; zoos
had designed the finest hair care products the universe
over. The shampoo felt glorious in her hair as it went
to work. Also due to the fact of fur; was a flawless
sense of how to get it clean-and the greyhound was no
exception to this. He used the perfect amount of force
from his claws to get to her scalp and render it clean.
The cleaning of her hair alone made the water once
again dirty with her filth. When she stepped out of the
tub; she felt fresh and renewed.
"My master will meet with you in due time. Until his
arrival you will where this." The hound said. He handed
her a blindfold after drying her off. Once she put it
on, she was guided-blind and naked-to the bedroom.
She didn't know how long she'd been waiting. Mainly
because she had no sense of time and she knew she had
fallen asleep on the plush sheets of the unusually
large bed. A stern voice awakened her from her slumber.
"You may remove the blindfold now." The voice said to
her.
She did as she was told. She dared a glance at her
customer for the night.
The zoo was already naked, which revealed the well-
muscled form of what was to be her first stallion
customer. His fur was a shiny, jet black that gleamed
in the dim light of the room. His hands bore well-
trimmed hoof-like fingernails. Despite having evolved
into humanoid forms; they still had a few animal
traits-the nails were one, animal legs and hoofed feet
were another in most cases, such as his.
Her eyes slid down to his cock despite her best
efforts. Even in its un-erect state, it was nearly
intimidating in its length and girth. It was nearly an
inch in diameter and the head was nearly the size of a
kiwi. His tennis ball sized nuts dangled at the hilt of
his massive, ten-inch organ in a hairless sac. It was
all she could do to keep her mouth shut from the
amazement of its size.
He motioned her closer with a hand gesture. She
diligently obeyed him. He ran his finger through her
hair and then harshly grabbed her tits. The hand upon
her back slid between the two shapely mounds that made
up her ass and slid a finger up to the knuckle into her
clenched hole.
His sudden rough treatment surprised her. She gasped in
pain and trembled in pleasure as his rough hands
caressed her breasts and twisted in her anus. She
ground her teeth and inhaled as she fought the urge to
cum right then and there. The combination of the two
feelings was almost too much for her. When she opened
her mouth to exhale; the hand that been in her ass
quickly moved behind her head.
Her head was crudely pushed against his muzzle as he
shoved his tongue into her mouth. He probed the inside
of her face with his long, rough tongue; forcing her to
taste the strange beverage he'd finished only moments
before. When he withdrew and released her head she
gasped, her breath breaking the thin string of saliva
that still connected the two of them.
"Now do what I'm paying you for, human." He ordered
her.
She dropped to her knees and began to stroke his
already large cock. In less than a minute, it had
swollen to fourteen inches and the head was about the
size of a large lemon. She started by giving him a hand
job, which was usually enough to satisfy at least a few
of her clients. She hated having to do more than she
had to.
Her deft and experienced hands wove intricate patterns
around his shaft and it quivered with pent up pleasure.
She worked his member until he started to groan.
When she stopped to see if he wanted to begin fucking
her, he looked down at her and glared as he spoke. "I
didn't say to stop!"
She quickly resumed her chore. When would it be enough
for him? When was he going to fuck her? She had to
admit though; that being gored by that enormous cock
sounded rather appealing to her. That was what she was
there for after all…
Her thoughts of how much longer it was going to take
were abruptly cut short as he grunted and came on her
face.
She was suddenly covered in his deluge of thick, white
zoo seed. It splattered her face and tits and ran down
her chest in great white rivulets. She quickly scooped
as much of it up as she could and licked a hand clean
while she smeared the other hand load upon the
throbbing mound between her legs. A few of her fingers
dove into her cunt while her thumb slid into her ass.
No matter the species or race, she still loved the
taste and feel of warm jizz.
She recovered and stayed kneeling at his feet. He
sneered at her and took his still hard cock in one hand
and her head in another. Surely he wasn't seriously
going to force her to give him a blowjob?!?
He forced her jaw open as he slid nearly the entire
length of his shaft into her face. She gagged and
sputtered as he forced her to take most of it into her
mouth.
A thick trickle of slimy vomit oozed out from around
his cock as he moved her head back and forth. He moaned
and withdrew to let her catch her breath. The reprieve
didn't last long though. When he resumed; he stuffed
the full length into her throat in one swift and
painful thrust of his hips. She threw up again and this
time it nearly erupted from her delicate mouth. The
slime that had spewed from her stomach began to run
down between her well-rounded tits. Tears brimmed in
her eyes as he humiliated her. She thought she would
die from lack of air because of his cock. Then he came.
Once again, the thick deluge erupted from his cock.
This time however, it had nowhere to go but straight
down her throat and into her stomach. She quickly had
her appetite sated by his seed alone, as nearly a pint
of the rich substance surged into her hungry and
waiting gullet.
He released her and she fell to the floor, gasping for
air. He strode proudly over to his bed and pulled the
sheets off of it in one, swift motion. That action
complete, he lay down upon it and snorted-a sign she
was to get up and come to his side. She once again
heeled to him.
"I need to piss, cunt." He said to her.
She kneeled again-she had a feeling that most of her
time with him was going to be spent that way-and opened
her mouth. It wouldn't have been the first time she'd
had to sink to the level of toilet. He waved a finger
at her and told her to turn around and to bend over. So
he had a different approach-and it would no doubt hurt
badly.
He grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart,
exposing her puckered hole to the large tip of his
dick. She felt the half limp head of his cock pop into
her anus-the head of his cock passed painlessly into
the orifice surprisingly-and then he released the
contents of his bladder into her bowels.
She fought back the urge to puke in disgust again, for
a variety of reasons. The primary reason was that he
had more or less just fed her-grant it that it was with
his cock and it was force-fed into her. The second
reason was that he might throw her out the window if
she lost it on the beautiful red carpet she was doubled
over on. The feeling of this…animal using her body as a
toilet disgusted her.
She felt his golden water flowing passed her rectum and
into the confines of her lower intestine. The end
result of his actions was an overwhelming urge to shit
and piss as his boiling hot fluid softened her shit. He
sighed as his flow dwindled off to nothing inside of
her.
"Be sure to clench that hole of yours up! I don't want
anything on the carpet!" He barked at her as she
scrambled to the shitter.
Her bowels failed her just as her shapely ass came over
the rim of the toilet. The wet and sloppy mess of piss,
shit, and the slime in her lower G.I. track splattered
the inside of the porcelain bowl in a nearly explosive
eruption of bodily waste. She wept quietly to herself
until he grew tired of waiting and walked in on her.
With a sneer that went from one side of his muzzle to
the other, he reached between the delicate flesh of her
ass cheeks and used his hand to scrape a palm full of
the remnants of her movement off. He then smeared the
slime across her chest and tits. She began to cry again
at the humiliation of it all.
He gave her a nasal snort and told her to clean it off
herself-but not to bother showering. Once she had
cleaned herself up, she knelt beside his bed and
awaited his next humiliating command.
Her mind raced as the massive stallion thought about
what he was going to do to her next. How had she
allowed herself to fall into this predicament? How much
longer could she last before she finally grew sick of
whoring herself out all the time and kill herself? She
doubted she could hold out much longer-at least at this
rate.
She'd been sixteen when she'd run away from home. Her
father had abused her physically and her own mother had
taken advantage of her sexually. She'd been more or
less raised for the purpose of sexual exploitation by
her parents. Her parents had used her to make money by
selling her virginity to the highest bidder on Mars and
after that, by whoring her out for days-sometimes
weeks-on end. When she finally got the nerve to do it,
she hid in a shipment of cattle that was heading for
Krylos-4; not caring what awaited her on the other end-
anything had to be better than "home".
Shortly after her arrival, she'd been forced into
prostitution again out of shear necessity. She couldn't
get a job on this planet, and she'd left without a
return plan or the essentials to do so.
She was brought out of her thoughts with a jar as he
grabbed her by the shoulders and effortlessly tossed
her onto the bed. So he had finally figured out what he
wanted to do to her.
She relaxed in resignation as he used his knees to
spread her beautifully shaped legs. Using one of his
arms to support himself over her, he aimed his
throbbing dick at the entrance of her wet pussy. He
rubbed the head of his cock around in the nectar that
oozed out of her gash, making a slurry of her juices,
slime, and the cum still left on his cock.
As the tip pressed harder and harder against her
clenched love tunnel, she could already tell that it
was going to hurt-and very badly. She screamed
involuntarily as he suddenly shoved the entire length
of his shaft into her. Tears once again erupted from
her eyes as he savagely fucked-more like raped-her.
He was thrusting so hard that she was moving up toward
the headboard with each brutal thrust of his iron hard
meat. She could feel the entire length of it inside of
her tight birth canal. The head of his cock pounded
against-sometimes even past-the internal boundary of
her cervix. When she looked down at their alien
coupling; she could see a long lump where his cock was
in her body.
She reached up and wrapped her arms around his large,
powerful shoulders in an involuntary act of passion.
Her back arced as she began to meet each one of his
powerful thrusts into her cunt. Her clit throbbed in
unimaginable pleasure as the top of the hilt to his
massive organ pounded against it.
Despite the pain and abuse he was dealing to her and
her insides; she was quickly approaching a mind-blowing
climax. She hoped that after she came; that he wasn't
far behind-she didn't really want to know how much more
of it she could take.
When she came, it was earth shattering. As the rush of
sexual energy flooded her every thought, her vision
blurred and stars danced before her eyes. As she lay
limp and trembling, he continued to pump her faster and
faster with each passing second. He knew he was close
and was going to savor all of the time he had with her
body.
With three more thrusts, he came. He yelled his orgasm
to her. His balls tensed and jumped as they jettisoned
a thick torrent of his baby making cream directly into
her uterus. She could feel it splash against the far
wall of the body cavity and quickly fill her literally
to the brim and beyond. As her cunt continued to spasm
in the throws of her orgasm, she squirted a fair amount
of his copious load onto the sweat soaked sheets
between her legs.
As he collapsed on her, she lost control of her bladder
as another orgasm overtook her body. He smiled as he
laid on top of her, his cock between them. The stink of
urine quickly filled the room. She was afraid of him
and what he'd do to her because of her lack of control
of herself. He returned her flattery by pissing on her
as well. Lovers on his world urinated on each other-it
marked them with each other's scent and effectively
stood in place of a wedding ring.
"I love you too." He whispered to her as he held
himself above her silent but deeply breathing form. It
fell on deaf ears-she had fallen asleep right after
pissing herself. "But I still want more of your body…"
He gently rolled her onto her piss-drenched chest and
once again parted her ass cheeks with his hand. With
the other he aimed at her sphincter and thrust into her
in one swift stroke.
She suddenly awoke and screamed in utter agony as the
stallions cock tore passed her rectum and began to
slither around in her guts once again-her anal
virginity was now totally gone. It hadn't hurt this bad
even when she'd had her cherry busted! The feeling of
something that large moving in her ass aroused her
greatly though... She came at least eight times before
he stiffened and buried his cock to the hilt in her ass
as he came. For the third and final time, he emptied at
least another pint into the bowels of her small body.
They fell asleep with his cock still buried in her
asshole.
THREE MONTHS LATER
She smiled as she scampered out of the doctor's office
toward the awaiting limo. The greyhound returned her
smile as he opened the passenger door to the sleek
vehicle that had once held nothing but the potential
for getting off this world.
"Link me to Stahn please, Grav." She asked the
greyhound. She couldn't wait to tell her husband the
good news!
His voice came through the earphone right after the
grey connected her to him. "Yes, my love?"
"I have great news for you! You're going to be a dad!"
She practically yelled into the microphone.
There was a moment of silence. Her tension built to an
unbearable level in no time flat. Then he replied.
"Sorry about making you wait for a response-I was
canceling all my appointments and meetings for the day.
I'm going to need plenty of time with you tonight to
celebrate and plan! This is truly a glorious day for
us!"
Over the three months they'd been together, she had
learned to love his strange sexual preferences. He had
learned to be a lot gentler with her frail human body.
She was no longer just another whore or one of his
employees-she was his wife; and eventually in a year or
so, the mother of his child.
After so many years of nothing, a nearly routine job
had given her a second lease on life-a chance to start
over. A chance for a new beginning with a person she
truly loved. The birth was going to be far from easy-
she knew that. However, she would die for Stahn if he
merely asked it of her; she loved him so much.
Life for her was looking up for a change; and she loved
every moment of it.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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