Hey folks. I’ve afk this week and decided this was the perfect time for a little detour/sightseeing trip.

With Epsilon wrapped up, there’s room in the schedule for a new story. In fact, depending on how things shake out over the next 15 months there will be room for up to six new stories.

This week, you’ll be seeing snippets and/or summaries of six possible stories. Leave a like or comment to vote for the stories you want to read.

Today’s snippet is from the sci-fi erotica Meadowsweet:

Content notes: explicit sex, fictional slavery mention, bondage, lots of typos

Captain Zdenko of the Meadowsweet was infected with a parasite that caused a literallly sex addiction. Unable to afford treatment, he would buy women from slavers and free them after they ‘paid off’ their debt as his concubine. The first three got off ship fast as possible. Then Zdenko bought Moira.

Two years after Zdenko ‘rescued’ her from the 3P, Moira had worked off her contract and decided she wanted to stay on the Meadowsweet. Zdenko, however, thought he might have accidentally given her Stolkholme syndrome and forced her off the ship. Over a year later, Moira returns and isn’t taking ‘no’ for an answer.

Meadowsweet Season 2 snippet

Skullfire’s shout for the captain hadn’t finished echoing through the ship before Zdenko, barefoot and pants half open, was out of his cabin and racing for the airlock. They’d avoided [port] ever since leaving Moira behind, and he had known it was bad luck to come back, just known…

Only to skid to an abrupt stop as he came face to face with what — or rather who — had broke Skullfire’s ice.

Moira strode calmly across the airlock. “Captain.” She put down the bag she was carrying to dig around in her pocket. “There,” she shoved a docuchip at him, “is my clean bill of health, so you don’t need to worry about saving me from myself any longer.” She picked the bag up again. “You have an appointment at 1400 tomorrow, local time, with the neuropsych research head at the [planet] university. Do not miss it or I will make your life hell. I all but had to promise away my first born to get you a surgical appointment on such short notice.”

Someone bumped into Zdenko and Moira smiled. “Ezra! I’d hug you but there’s a statue in the way. I’ll give you one week to clear your junk out of the extra crew quarters.”

“Moira?” Zdenko choked out.

“No, dear. I’m the captain of the flying dutchman. All your brains are in your dick again aren’t they?

“Speaking of,” she began digging in her pocket again, “Where’s my replacement?”

“Ah… I… there’s isn’t one.”

That finally brought her to a halt. “What?”

“I… couldn’t. We went back to the 3Ps 6 months ago, but it didn’t work. So we set her up on [planet] after a month. She wasn’t you.” He swallowed. “Please come back?”

She turned to Skullfire. “His brains really are in his dick, aren’t they?”

Skullfire twitched her ears, “He’s been impossible, and it’s not just the parasite this time.”

“Right.” Moira put all her bags down, not just the one she’s been hand carrying, but two more she’d had slung over her shoulders. “I assume you can handle everything here?”

“Of course.”

Moira nodded. “Excuse us then.” Without another word, she grabbed Zdenko’s hand and started dragging him deeper into the ship. He was too stunned to resist, even if he’d wanted too. Once they were in his cabin, she grabbed his shirt, spun him around, and pushed him back against the wall. Then she stood up on her toes and kissed him. He nearly lost control of himself right then, but before he could move, he heard two small clicks.

His arms were cuffed to the wall. “What the fuck?” The lust was riding him hard, had been riding him hard for months, and he had hated every moment of it becuase no matter who he found to sate it with, they were never her. Now she was here, finally here — and he was chained to the fucking wall.

She giggled.

“You know, you were at least a little right. I spent 18 months in therapy so I could convince you what I already knew. And I hated it, but I did learn somethings. One thing I learned, is that I actually do like some of your kinky games.

“I just need a turn in the driver’s seat once in a while.”

As she spoke she knelt down in front of him and opened his pants, letting his cock, so hard it hurt, spring free. Then her hands were on him and he cursed, yanking against the chains.

“Fuck, Moira. Let me touch you.”

She used just the tips of her fingers, running them up and down the length of his cock while her other hand reached inside his pants and between his thighs. He spread his legs, giving her access, and she began to touch and tease his perinium.

“Moira…” Her name was a plea and a curse.

“You’ve been dealing with your parasite mostly alone for over a year. If I let you down you’ll have me bent over and filled before I can squeak.”

“Well, ye-ah.” His answer was ragged and ended on a sqeak of his own as she tapped his pucker.

“I, in the meantime, have had over a year with only my dildos for company. I’m not going to make this fast. I’m not going to make this easy for you.”

She finally gave him a squeeze, her whole hand wrapped around his cock. His eyes rolled back in his head. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna…”

Moira bent forward and wrapped her lips around his cock just in time to catch his release. She didn’t swallow. She stood, holding it in her mouth, and kissed him. When she stepped back nearly a minute later, both their faces were smeared with cum and he spat to clear his mouth. “Okay, that was both the hottest and most disgusting thing ever. How can you stand that?”

She laughed. “Usually, it goes right down my throat and I never need to feel it. The taste isn’t bad.”

Her fingers drifted back to his cock, and already he was getting hard again. “Let me down Moira, let me taste you.”

She laughed. “Eighteen months alone. I think you’ve got about five more in you before you’ll be able to actually think. And, I figure that’s about enough revenge for me.

She gave him anough squeeze. “Fuck…”