Cherrybomb: Love and Lust in the 27th Century [bondage, robot, sci-fi, tentacle]

Famed intergalactic bounty hunter Pondicherry Piety wakes up from stasis on her badly damaged gunship, the sole survivor of a vicious run-in with space pirates. Barely escaping with her life she is consoled by Max, her craft's artificial intelligence, but soon realizes that she could be facing a year-long return to the Luna star colonies. Max, however, has secretly discovered her deepest sexual fantasies and decides to keep Cherry company on their long and lonely trip home...

This story is roughly 8800 words long and features sex and lust between a man and a woman, heavy bondage, robotic tentacles, and the fulfillment of secret fantasies about super hot high school teachers.

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“So, as I was saying,” Maximum’s gravelly voice filled the room, “been out here long, kid?”

The toned brunette bit her lip. She was tough as nails and had an iron will when she needed to, but her resistance completely melted upon hearing him. She felt seventeen again, fumbling for words while speaking to her would-be paramour.

“I… kinda, um, yeah…”

“You’ve been at this a while Cherry,” he spoke softly, “let me help.”

The contour of her bed shifted slightly as the plastic beneath her molded exactly as if it were a pair of strong, masculine hands caressing her shoulders. It had been far too long since she felt another’s touch appreciating her body, or let someone get this close to her. She threw her head back and allowed her mind to drift through a soothing current of bliss.

Cherry moaned softly in approval, but when the shifting material of the bed began to tease what felt like soft fingertips across her neck and shoulders she gasped suddenly. When she felt nails being raked across her back she inhaled sharply with delight.

Still, something bothered her.

“So Max, I never did anything this fun with Maximum – how did you know about these little fantasies of mine?” Cherry asked without opening her eyes.

You’re just going to get upset if I told you so we’re not going to get into that. Suffice to say, I see and hear a lot of things.

“Right…” Cherry wrinkled her nose.

Shall we continue? He punctuated his question by leaving a satisfying bite upon her shoulder.

Her rapidly warming flesh and beating heart encouraged her mind to ignore Max and continue basking in this wonderful place.

A beautiful mouth carefully bit her again, allowing its teeth to linger just long enough to savour her flesh.

“God,” she shivered, “you’re sooo good at that.”

“I know,” Maximum replied in a thigh-melting tone.

Before she could say another word, Cherry felt arms around her waist. They were thick and warm and felt damned good after so many months alone. She leaned back and felt his powerful chest behind her and the soft beat of his heart. Her eyes fluttered and she cursed herself for not begging Max to simulate this earlier.

“You smell so fucking good Cherry,” Maximum growled into her ear as he placed warm kisses along her neck.

It was around this time that she realized she was grinding her hips roughly against the bed in anticipation. It was all she could do but press back against him and feel the hard bulge in his pants. Powerful hands scratched along her waist, appreciating its curve, stopping only to caress her ass softly.

Cherry tried to speak, but couldn’t. She had to convince herself that none of this was real. It was all just a clever simulation of nanofabric, bio-plastics and ridiculously illegal MediFiles carefully encouraged to fulfill her wildest fantasies.

The more she fought the magic unfolding around her, however, the more she thought about Maximum’s warm, playful smile, his steely grey eyes, and the way he would grin as he desperately tried to ignore her shameless flirting.

And those arms! Strong and warm, they wrapped around her exactly as she had always fantasized. When she felt his breath tease against her soft skin and his tell-tale stubble prickling along her neck, Cherry realized that she was softly whispering his name, something that only encouraged him to explore further.

Her cheeks flushed rosy red as her hands roamed her belly, creeping ever downward. She squeezed her eyes tightly, the way she usually did when she wanted to enjoy herself; it made little sense, but she didn’t want Max to see her, so he politely ignored her until she was finished.

Her smile beamed through the dark as she spread her thighs ever so slightly. She was greeted by the cool recycled air lapping at her slippery hot skin...

Serving the Succubus [mf, demon, femdom] (The Monsterland Series, Book One)

Ethan Banks is a jaded graduate student desperately looking for a big break in his ongoing research of Colonial American history. He gets more than he bargains for, however, when he accidentally summons a succubus during a late-night examination of a curious old tome. No stranger to indulgence, will Ethan be able to keep up with her insatiable appetites and balance his schoolwork? More to the point, will she allow him to live to see the end of the week, much less the semester? Only time will tell.

This short story is roughly 9000 words in length, and contains sizzling sex between a cute, but jaded graduate student, a sexy succubus that he accidentally summoned, and her domination of his willing human flesh.

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“Mistress will suffice for now,” she dispassionately answered, letting the very tips of her claws sink softly into his belly.

Trying to distract her from poking a hole clear through him, he nervously spoke up. “Hello Mistress,” he began, “I’m Ethan, and…”

“I don’t talk with my food,” she smiled, showcasing her wicked fangs once more.

“But, I thought you said that…”

“Don’t dare correct me, meat,” his Mistress purred as she leaned in close and inhaled deeply along his neck. She opened her mouth and pressed her warm lips against the flesh of his neck, as if she were about to take a bite. He felt his pulse throb nervously against her touch.

Ethan desperately wanted to keep her talking. “S-so Mistress, you know that I’m a human, and I was wondering, you know, only if you were willing to chat about it, if I could ask…”

The succubus silenced him with a finger to his lips. “I’m a pleasing, velvety skin pulled taught over an insatiable carnal appetite.”

His eyes went wide and he remained perfectly still as he felt her serpentine tail begin to coil around his leg, snaking its way up his thigh.

“I see,” he replied.

Her horrible, dark eyes bored into his psyche. He tried to speak, but all he could feel was her tail winding up his leg. She flashed a grin when it slithered underneath his underwear, and warmly smiled as it began to tug the last of his clothing from his flesh.

Trying his best to gaze into her eyes, he looked down in time to see his aching shaft bob free of his underwear. He was flushed, hard, and already glistening with precum.

“Oh my,” the demoness cooed, “you’re a much bigger boy than I expected!” Her black eyes danced with delight, as she dragged her palm along his shaft. Her touch was unimaginably soft, and far warmer than any other girl he’d been with. He was about to wonder where her terrible claws went, but was too lost to pleasure to care.

Ethan shuddered, and thrust his hips up to meet her intoxicating touch.

“Such a good boy,” she smiled.

She took his full girth in her hand and gave it a slow, powerful squeeze, before returning to her agonizingly slow strokes.

He moaned softly, partly because of how slow and seductive she was being, but more because the thought of being jacked off by demonic hands that could effortlessly punch clear through a car door drove him wild. That she was intentionally restraining all of her unholy strength so that she might gently tease his cock made him feverish with forbidden lust.

Ethan buried his head in the pillow as he broke the silence. “I’m all yours Mistress.”

“We’ve already established that, but it’s very sweet to hear you say it.”

The succubus released her grip from Ethan’s shaft, and began to trace the tips of her claws along the soft underside of his cock.