Drake: Legend of a Space Pirate Ch. 02

Mindy lost three more cameraflies over the course of those two hours. One was slapped down by a particularly wild bounce of my nutsack as I exuberantly slammed Tina's pussy. Another was shot down a few minutes later by pressurized girl-cum as Tina squirted like a fountain, blasting my entire body and the bed with her cream. Another daring camerafly landed on Tina's chest, trying to get a shot from between her titanic tits. The brave little camera must have gotten some damn good footage in that sweet valley, but alas, the poor thing lost its mechanical life when I slapped my cock down between those fat tits and plowed those jiggly jugs to my own orgasm.

This worked out just fine for Mindy. She could control the remaining cameraflies with one hand. She quickly slipped off her left glove, rubbing frantically between her thighs as her right hand continued to direct the movements of the remaining flies.

At last I blew my load all over Tina's massive, heaving, jiggling tits, blasting thick ropes of sticky jizz across the vast expanse of her incredible chest. She pressed her breasts together for me, providing me with a target I couldn't miss unless I was even stupider than she was.

Cum soaked, Tina the Titan, Ogaaran powerslut extraordinaire, lay back on the bed, panting and flushed, defeated in the sack for the first time in her life. For my final coup de grace, I moved off the bed, stepping over her head and dragging my sweaty nutsack slowly across her face. To her credit, she was a good sport, giving me a little kiss as my nads passed over her lips.

"Well, I think we're done here," I said to Mindy. The director and camera controller looked at me wide eyed for a moment, and then fell to her knees. Her face was a silent plea for cock.

Honestly, this kind of annoyed me. I had things to do, and while Mindy certainly wasn't ugly, she was only mildly hot to be honest. But, well, I just can't resist when women look at me like that. I heaved a heavy sigh, stepping up to the director and flopping my dick down across her face.

Mindy blew me with surprising skill. She had probably been an actress for a few years before she started directing. In any case, I made no effort to hold back, and so within five minutes I was blasting my spunk down her throat. She came hard on her own fingers as her throat worked to swallow the torrent of cum I gifted her with. At last I pulled my spit-slick dick from between her lips.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"You're welcome," I replied, and left.

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"Damie my boy, you've made me a lot of money today," said Marcus. He was reclining on a couch while a young slave girl fed him grapes one at a time. "Mindy sent me some footage from your shoot with Tina. Stunning, just stunning! Like watching Jupiter cast the Titans from Olympus. You've gotten even better since you left my employ."

"Quite a bit better," I agreed. "Experience counts for a lot. I'm a more well rounded man these days. More hard-hearted and less naive. Speaking of which, it's time to talk business. What did you think of the girls?"

Marcus rubbed his chin. "Well, I have good news, even better news, and some not so good news for you," he said. "The good news is that I'm happy to meet your total stated price of 200,000 Ecreds for the McCormick girls. I'll even throw in a 20,000 cred bonus for the little film you made for me - plus I'll hold your royalties for you of course. The even better news is Aileen. The girl is a natural, Damie. She's photogenic as fuck, she's fresh, she's cute, she's hot, and she looks like everyone's little sister. The little thing is the good kind of shy, the kind that makes her even more fun to watch. I'm willing to pay 150,000 for her alone."

"I see. So Ciara's only worth 50,000 to you."

Marcus gobbled another grape. "Unfortunately. Don't get me wrong, Ciara is one a hell of a looker. Plus she's got that arrogant noble thing going on. But she doesn't have a single performative bone in her body. Porn isn't just sex, Damie, it's an art. A performative art. To be a good actress a girl's gotta be conscious of the millions of eyes upon her andperform for them, draw them into the scene. I'm the best in this business because I understand what makes good porn. I know talent when I see it. Aileen's got it. Ciara doesn't. I could still make good use of her of course, so I'd be happy to take her off your hands for 50k. Of course, you and I both know you could get a higher price for her ass on Spathens or Dyson, so I don't expect you to take me up."

"I suppose I could carry Miss McCormick around for a while longer," I said. "So, 150k for Aileen. Are we agreed?"

Marcus stuck out his hand. "150kplus 20k for the Giantslayer scene."

"If you insist." I shook his hand.

The McCormicks were waiting at the dock. Marcus's technicians were already filling my ship's tanks with the agreed upon amount of energy. Ciara looked up as I approached, meeting my eyes with trepidation. "Well?" she asked.

"Aileen McCormick, from now on you belong to Marcus Spinblat. Fare thee well," I said. "Ciara, come with me. We're leaving."

Ciara was stunned. "You... you didn't sell me. But... you sold Aileen! You son of a bitch! Why?!"

"Because the money wasn't good enough," I explained patiently. "Now say your goodbyes. We're out of here."

"I won't let you do this," said the older McCormick, gritting her teeth.

But then Aileen embraced her, pressing her head deep into her older sister's considerable bosom. "Don't worry, Sister. I will do well here. I'll be the best pornstar in the universe, and once I earn lots of money and buy my freedom, I'll find you no matter how long it takes, and free you as well.

"Aileen... I..."

"I know you tried to protect me. Well, in the end I'll protectyou big sis, so wait for me and don't give up." Aileen gave her elder sister a fierce squeeze and then stepped away from her and toward me, drying her tears. She met my eyes resolutely for the first time since I had taken her. "Master."

"Not anymore," I said.

She smiled. "Daman."

I nodded.

"Mr. Spinblat had all kinds of questions for me. I guess he was trying to assess me, to see if I would make a good star for his films."

"That's right."

"Well I assessed him as well. He isnothing, compared to you." She stretched out her hands. "Once, you stole me. If Daman the Dominator ever wants to take me again, all he needs to do is hold out his hand, and Aileen McCormick will be his again. I swear this on my family name."

"That's nice to hear," I said. "But I'm not going to steal from Marcus, even if he is a sleazy fuck. Best of luck, kiddo. I hope your new career works out well." I turned to Ciara, voice cold. "Lets go slave. We're done here." I marched the older McCormick up the ramp and back into my ship.

Then we were off, leaving young Aileen alone at the dock on the planet of porn, a slave of Marcus Spinblat. Her journey into slutty degradation was no longer my purview. Soon, the entire galaxy would know her name. But for now, her sweet older sister would remain with me.