Deep Space Thrombosis

"Just how short is your memory?"

"I forget when I'm excited."

Rianna took hold of Phillip's penis, led him to the bed. "Where do you keep the rest of your belts?"

"Why? Is one not enough to hit me with?"

Rianna let go of Phillip, then whipped the belt across his now rosy bottom, delighted with his screams. "When I ask you something, I expect an answer, not another bloody question. Got it?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"How you became a professor... I'll never know."

Phillip rubbed his stinging bottom. "I have two belts in the draw with my socks."

"Good. Now. Let's tie you to the bed."

"Hang on. I can't have you tying me up like a rent boy. We barely know each other"

"Yes I can. And yes I will."

"But..."

Rianna took a swing with the belt, then wryly smiled at his bruising skin. The glowing welts were evidence of a job well done. "Lie on the bed with your arms stretched out above your head."

Phillip enjoyed the pain, his throbbing erection eluded to that, but he was worried where all this could lead to. He grimaced as Rianna buckled the belt around his wrist, then tied the other end to the head board. She then straddled his chest while tying the second. "Anything else I can tie your legs with, Phillip?"

"How come you want my legs tied?"

"I like to have unimpeded access to my work."

Phillip swallowed deeply, then glanced at his restrained wrist. "Bloody hell."

"Damn..." Rianna climbed from the bed, then rooted around her luggage. "I'll have to use my brand new stockings."

"Oh Lord."

"You better appreciate this... They cost a bomb."

With Phillip's legs bent at knee and tied to the head board, Rianna shook her head while gazing at his hairy nether regions. "Next time we do this, remind me to shave you first. It's like Chewbacca pulling a moony."

"Sorry."

"Not the nicest to thing when you get hairs on your tongue... especially when they're from your lovers bottom."

"I'll be happy with a quick blowjob. No need to... Aye!" Phillip shivered as he felt Rianna began to kiss his hairy cheeks. Kissing is fine, just don't put your finger... IN!"

"Relax Phil... This is nothing I haven't done before. I'm a sexpert."

"Go easy. I'm very much in uncharted territory."

"You like it, don't you."

Phillip gritted his teeth. "I'd be lying if I said no... But keep this between me and you yeah? Tatya doesn't need to know."

"Ooops. I've got a few friends with me, who want to join in."

"What?"

Rianna emptied a case of dildos onto the bed. "Say hello to Brutus, Claudio and Big Daddy Duke."

"Hey, I'm not a platter you can pass around your friends."

"So, what's it to be?"

"Come on, please."

"I don't know if you have noticed." Rianna spoke with threat. "You're in no position to bargain... Phillip. "

"I guess you're right."

"So?"

"The smallest. Pick the smallest."

"That will be Claudio." Rianna picked up a small rubber cock. "But like all Latinos, he has rhythm."

"What the hell does that mean?"

Rianna twisted the end of the dildo, which then began to jiggle about. It then began to emit salsa music. "Claudio has the moves."

"I hate salsa music... This is going to be a long NIGHT!"

Rianna sat at the table inside the mess, wryly smiling to herself as she thought about her night with Phillip. Stirring her mug of coffee, she nodded at Tatya who stepped in from the corridor. "Hello."

"Where's Phillip?"

"He's a bit tied up at the moment."

"Oh." Tatya sat opposite."I was gutted you didn't ask for me yesterday. I would have loved to help you out in the shower." She glanced at her broken finger nails. "These hands of mine might look like those of a bricklayer, but they know how to treat a woman."

"I sure those hands are very talented."

"Don't let their talent go to waste then."

"I'm sorry..."

"Anyway, I don't want hear you apologies." Tatya puffed out her chest. "I'm here for business."

"OK."

"I've been in contact with mission control."

"And?"

Tatya sighed. "They confirmed that you're here to assist Phillip and me. But there's something just not right about you."

"What could that be?"

"No one could find Phillip attractive... Not just that. But you see him besotted with him"

Rianna smiled as she sipped from her mug of coffee. "I don't know what you mean..." She smiled wistfully. "He's hot."

"Hot? For God's sake his own mother rejected him."

"I've always like damaged goods."

"But rejection at such an age... Surely it's left its mark."

"Complex minds are so captivating." Rianna glanced up at a frustrated Tatya. "I'm a psychologist after all."

"Is he your study?"

"He's my obsession."

Tatya sighed. She felt powerless to stop her heart bleeding. "Can you at least have sex less often?"

"Why?"

"Or at least keep your orgasms down. I can't get to sleep for thinking about you."

"You think about me?"

"Of course. I've never seen such beauty."

The chair scraped across the deck as Rianna stood from her chair. "What do you think about?"

"Nothing much."

"Let me explore your thoughts."

"I can't reveal my secrets."

Rianna placed a hand on Tatya's broad shoulder. "Please do." She then heard Tatya sigh. "That's why I'm here."

"Just a little bit of kissing."

"And?"

"I don't mean to seem all feminine." Tatya blushed and shyly gazed at the floor. "I would like to cuddle you in bed, while you play with my hair."

"It's perfectly normal when faced with a woman of my looks."

"Whoa! That's arrogant... but absolutely spot on."

Rianna stroked her pale cheek. She felt the powerful Tatya tremble under her dainty finger. "I'm flatted... thank you."

"I find your touch electrifying."

"You're a fine specimen of a woman yourself, Tatya."

Tatya glanced up like a disbelieving child seeking comfort. "Do you really think so?"

"Yes."

"I feel the same way about you." Tatya leaned onto Rianna, resting her head on her stomach. "I think you're truly amazing."

"I love Phillip, I'm sorry"

"But you just met... and I need you more than him."

"Sorry."

Tatya stood from the chair and held Rianna's slender body in her bulky arms. "We have energy. I can sense it."

"Phillip is the one for me."

"But it's Phillip. Bloody Phillip. He might be the only man in a million miles of here. But surely a turning gay would be better than having that grunting on top of you."

"I think you're amazing... But Phillip is my destiny."

"I don't know who's stranger, you or him."

Rianna frowned. "No need to be bitter."

"But I think you're so perfect." Tatya burst into tears. "Why would you waste yourself on him..? What's wrong with me?" She ran out of the room like a heartbroken teen.

Rianna slumped onto the kitchen table. She took out her Dictaphone and whispered, "It's worse than I thought. Not even a PHD is going to help me unravel these broken minds."

The whirl of the processors and and bleeps from the control interfaces were not enough to drown out Tatya's anguish. Inside the small control room, Tatya made radio contact. "Mission control, this is Commander Lesboski."

"Received. Go ahead, Commander."

"I'm asking for permission to leave the ship."

"Clarify your position, Commander."

Tatya burst into tears. "I can't take it anymore."

"Is everyone OK?"

"The crew are fine. But I just need to get back to Earth."

"You've been on longer missions before."

"It's not the mission. It's Doctor De Cock. She's driving me mad."

"In what way? We think she is perfect for this mission."

"That's just it" Tatya wiped her nose with a tissue. "She is perfect. I'm in love"

"You have to be professional. We chose you because you're cold, commanding and competent. But above all professional."

"But Rianna has chosen Phillip over me. That's more than insulting. That's damn right disrespectful."

"Doctor De Cock is simply carrying out her mission."

"Well I don't like it" Tatya scratched her scalp through her spiky blond hair. "It's either you replace her, or you'll have to replace me."

"What if we told you the Doctor isn't human."

"What?"

"Rianna is not what she seems."

Tatya froze. A cold shiver rattled along her spine. "Is she an alien?"

"Not an alien... no. She's a cyborg. To be precise, Rianna is a pornbot."

"What the hell is a P... Pornbot?"

"The R1ANN4 project was originally designed to develop a replacement for humans on deep space exploration."Tatya listened intently."But it turned out the lead scientist on the project was a pervert. R1ANN4 turned out to be half pornstar, half astronaut."

"Can't you send me one?"

"Only one prototype survived the cull, Commander."

"Why would you kill the likes of her? They're man's greatest invention."

"They were spreading sexual diseases quicker than a prostitute high on amphetamine."

Tatya felt concerned for her fellow crew member. "Does Phillip know?"

"No, and you're under direct orders not to inform him."

"But, he wants to marry her! This might have stopped him committing suicide now, but imagine what it will be like when he wants children."

"We've covered the children dilemma. Rianna has been programmed with an award winning sob story. Don't worry."

"I still think it's wrong though."

"Forget about the ethics, Commander. We want you to stay on mission."

"Tatya folded her arms. "OK... But I I'm still going to try seduce her?"

"You're human after all."

Tatya nodded as all the instruments on the flight deck were in good order. But she then smiled at hearing the clicks of Rianna's heels on the deck. Tatya span around on her commanders seat and faced Rianna. "Hello, Sputnik."

"Do I look like a 1950's satellite?"

"You've come a long way... I'll give you that."

Rianna felt the negative atmosphere in the control room... then took a step back. "I don't follow?"

"I finally understand why you're so perfect."

"I put it down to a good lifestyle, a better education and above fantastic genes. What's wrong Tatya?"

Tatya dug her nails into the leather arm rest. "You're a robot."

"What?"

"I spoke to mission control."

"And?"

"They told me everything."

Rianna shrugged her slender shoulders. She took another step towards the door."I can't think why they would say that."

"You're going nowhere until you tell me the truth," Tatya pressed a button on the arm of her chair, ordering the door to close. She stood from her seat and pulled out a knife. "You're programmed to love Phillip.

"Put the knife away."

"It all finally makes sense. Why you would choose him over me... why you're so pretty and clever."

"I'm sorry, maybe they were just trying to calm you down... you've been a little hysterical recently."

Tatya's face wore a deranged smile. "I fell I love with a robot ..." She pointed the knife towards Rianna. "... who rejected me."

"I'm a living, breathing human... who's really scared right now."

Tatya grabbed Rianna's hand. Her power was took much for Rianna's who was powers to defend herself. "I just want to confirm something." Using the tip of the knife, Tatya pricked Rianna's thumb. She then watched a red globular form. "Maybe it's ketchup." Leaning down, Tatya stucked the thumb in her mouth and sucked. "Shit... tastes real enough."

"Happy?"

Tatya let Rianna go. "I think I owe you an apology."

"Get away from you idiot."

"Babes..." Tatya watched Rianna open the door and stormed out.

Inside the lab, Phillip programmed data into the interface while Rianna surfed her desktop on her tablet computer. He heard Rianna yawn. "That's the second time you've yawn in as many minutes."

"I know, I think my batteries need charging."

"All that sex must have worn you out."

"Certainly has... as well as Tatya's strange behaviour."

Phillip couldn't hide his smile. "To think she used to call me desperate."

"The poor woman is racked with jealousy."

"She has a lot to be jealous of... Fancy coming to bed... we'll sleep this time."

Rianna scrolled through tablet computer, then tapped the screen. " The system says something is not right with the communication dish on starboard side of the ship."

"Ah, that always happens... I'll sort it tomorrow."

"Be a dear, and sort it out."

"It will take an hour to fix it."

Rianna batted her long eyelashes. "That's more than enough time for me to have a power nap."

"Come on, baby."

"Please... I'll let you rattle me all... night... long."

Phillip stood from his stool. "Alright... but leave my arse alone. I'm still blowing bubbles."

"Deal."

Alone in Phillips room, Rianna, dressed in her usual short skirt and blouse, climbed onto the bed. She then opened a silver box which lay at her side. Pulling out a huge black rubber cock, she shook her head. "Why it has to be so big... I'll never know. "

Unbeknown to Rianna... she had a peeping Tom.

Peering through a vent on the cupboard door, Tatya touched herself while Rianna's panties hung from her mouth. She watched with bated breath as Rianna applied lubricant to the huge dildo.

Rianna propped herself up on her knees pushing her pert arse in the air. She then pulled down her cotton paint to her knees. Parting one nubile cheek with a hand, she then pressed the dildo against anus. A throaty groan shook the room as she tentatively worked the dildo into her back passage.

Rianna couldn't believe what she was witnessing. Biting her lips she slowly sunk a finger into her slit. "She's a whore... Not even I could do that... the dildo is as big a SKUD missile." She felt captivated. Her eyes were opened as wide as Rianna bottom was stretched. "There's no two ways about this. I have to have her."

Rianna then proceeded to sink the dildo deeper. "Almost there?" She then hit the spot. "Finally!"

Tatya couldn't take anymore. "Oh yeah, baby... me too. Me fucking too." She kicked out, smashing the doors of the cupboard open. All sweaty and her fingers drenched with cum... she gazed at Rianna. "You're one hot bitch!"

But Rianna had stopped moaning and lay passed out on the bed. Tatya stood up, and wiped the cum from her fingers on her bottom. "Ri?"

Tatya pulled up her trousers, then ran across the room. At Rianna's side, she stroked her comrade's glossy hair. "Rianna... Babe?" She then looked at the huge dildo hanging from Rianna's backside. "Shit... She's killed herself." Her eyes then flitted to the silver case. "Hang on... It's not a dildo... It's a fuel rod... the bitch is charging herself with bloody uranium." She then broke into evil grin. "I can use this to my advantage... All's fair in love and war."

Pulling the fuel rod from a startled Rianna, Tatya ran out of the bedroom, quickly pursued by Rianna.

Rianna caught up with Tatya at the waste ejector. Falling to her knees, Rianna pleaded, "No you haven't?"

"What's the big deal..? It's just a humungous rubber cock."

"It's my charger."

"So you admit it." Tatya glared at Rianna. "You're a robot."

"Yes. I'm a pornbot."

"Well, You're charger is about to become space waste."

"That's against regulations. You'll be court marshalled."

"Life in prison is no big deal... I'll be top bitch."

Rianna stepped up to Tatya and placed her hand on Tatya's upper chest. "But I'll die... and Phillip with soon follow with a broken heart."

"I want you to at least sleep with me once. I've seen your selection of dildo's. We have the same taste. I'm telling you... were meant to be together."

"I'm have to be loyal. Sorry."

"How can you pretend to have emotions. You're nothing but a fancy microwave."

"I possess exactly the same feelings as a human."

"If I can't have you." Tatya hit the eject button."Neither can Phillip." She watched as a tear ran down Rianna's cheek. "Shit... they really did make you look real."

"You bitch."

Phillip walked through the decompression chamber but was faced with a tearful Rianna. "What's up Ri?" She collapsed into Phillips arms. "Ri.. What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry."

"What for?"

Rianna rubbed her face into Phillip's chest. "I've failed in my mission."

"I don't understand?"

"To be the love of your life."

"You already are Rianna." Phillip kissed his lover's cheek. "You're the best thing that's happened to me."

"I'm dying, Phillip."

"What?"

"I'm di..."

Phillip felt Rianna go limp in his arms. "Ri... Rianna. Baby." He collapsed onto the floor holding the love of his life in his arms. "Tatya!"

Tatya peered around the corner of the corridor. "What's up?"

"Rianna... she's dead."

"I told her to make sure her dildo's were clean... A sure way to pick up space crabs. "

"If only she wasn't so damn horny."

Tatya folded her arms and coldly shrugged. "You're better off without her."

"Life isn't worth living,"

"Come on, man up. The woman was so robotic she could be German."

"I don't want to live."

"Of course you do."

Tears welled from Phillip's eyes ducts and rained down cheeks. "This was my one chance of love. And it's been taken away from me."

"Christ. Chill out. You'll find someone else."

"My own mother disowned me. I went from foster family to foster family. I've never known love before I met Rianna. This week has been the only week in my life when I could honestly say... I was happy."

Tatya shook her head. The unfolding tragedy made her feel felt awkward. "The ship, it runs uranium, right?"

"Yes... look, I don't want to talk about the ship's energy supply right now. If you haven't noticed, I'm bloody grieving."

"Just wait here...And whatever you do, don't cremate her."

Down in the humming engine room, Tatya was dressed in protective wear and lowered her hair curlers into ships nuclear core. "This will either end up a success, or with us all dead... either way, at least it will shut him up."

Tatya returned to a sobbing Phillip who sat holding his dead lover. "Move out the way, Phil."

"Can't a man grieve alone?"

"Just move, Dickhead."

Phillip watched open mouthed as Tatya lifts Rianna's skirt, then pulled her knickers down her nubile thighs. "Tatya... she's not even cold..."

"Shut up. I'm trying to cheer you up"

"Lesbians have never done it for me. I'm not gay, but porn needs a bit of cock." Phillip the wailed as he watches Tatya slowly slid the makeshift dildo into Rianna's anus. "What the hell Tatya! Show my girlfriend some respect."

"One... Two... Three"

"But?" Phillip then watched Rianna open her eyes. "She's alive!"

Rianna wheeled a crate down the corridor into the sleeping quarter. She knocked on the door of Tatya's bedroom. "Knock Knock."

"Piss off."

"What's got you in mood?"

"I turned forty this morning."

Rianna smiled like a mischievous school girl. "That's why I'm here, Missy."

"Not interested... go away."

"Mission control sent you a present."

"Really?"

"She's waiting."

The door suddenly opened and Tatya opened stood in her pyjamas. "What do you mean... she?"

Rianna glanced towards the coffin like box. "R1ann4 MK II... The MK II variant has a tongue extension. "

"Fan bloody tastic."