Kya - Palace Lari'Sota 02

Ashelob ran his hands over her pale olive skin, caressing down the sides of her face, feeling her high cheekbones and full lips, small nose, stroking down her exposed neck to the peaks of her firm and full breasts. Kya was not overly endowed, but as with all Lari'Sota, was not enhanced or modified. She was all natural, and this was the way she would remain. In Ashelob's large hands, her breasts fit perfectly, his hand would cover an entire globe, with the small dark cherry colored nipple peaking into his palm as his fingers wrapped around the outer mass. His hands roamed lower, her smooth belly, kept that way by daily exercise and gymnastic routines she followed every morning as she had for the past six cycles, then down towards her cleft, which had been fully depilated cycles ago in preperation for becoming a Lari'Sota. No body hair remained on Kya except above her neck, she was completely smooth, so as to better perform her physical functions as a Lari'Sota.

Ashelob's thick fingers roamed over her cleft, pushing in to feel her wetness and roughly rubbing her nub of flesh that caused Kya to gasp, only to get a firm slap across her bottom and a growl to keep quiet. He pressed her legs apart and one finger slid into her with no resistance, she was quite wet now, as a part of her worked to quickly process the spanking sensations into pleasure reactions and ring her body up to a level of full sexual readiness.

He roughly turned her so that she faced away from him, and his hands started their inspection again, drawing from the back of her neck, down her nape, then down her spine to the top of her buttocks, still aflame from his attentions, he pressed, and she bent forward, hands resting on her knees for stability, as his finger explored between her cheeks and rubbed both her pussy and one finger worked its way into her rectum in preparation for Ashelob's thick cock which would soon be nestled there.

She was still able to stoke his fires, but was now focusing on lustful thoughts, tamping down the frustration until it was just a dull roar and bringing his lust and desire to a high flame, she knew he was ready, his cock was a rock hard bar in his pants and would soon be buried deeply in both of her holes, but, this was his time, and he would dictate when things happened.

His hands firmly on her hips signalled a change in the tempo, and Kya felt herself tossed into the bed as Ashelob shed his pants only to take her. She did not really open her legs, giving him a token resistance as he then grabbed an ankle and opened her for him to mount. He lay on top of her, and his hard cock slid into her deeply, in one thrust as she gasped soundlessly against him, hands gripping his tunic as he pushed home into her, his hips grinding against hers as her tight sheath gripped him wetly and sucked him into her fully.

Ashelob brutally thrust into Kya, grunting with the effort of driving his cock home into her. He felt savage, needing to punish and control this wilful slut beneath him. No, that was wrong, but right now, it felt correct. Some confusion, but that faded quickly as he looked into Kya's eyes and pushed deeply into her, making her mouth open in a soundless gasp as his cock pushed into her all the way, the tip brushing her cervix as his groin pressed against hers.

She needed him wet and slippery for the next change in tempo, she had no way of naturally lubricating her back passage, and even with relaxed muscles, Ashelob was fairly thick and it would not be comfortable, so Kya thrust against him allowing her body to respond partially and making sure she was as slick and wet as possible to give him good feelings and prepare herself for his next assault upon her willing body.

She wrapped her long muscled legs around him, locking her ankles behind his broad hips to ensure he was notable to withdraw and worked her own hips, ensuring his thrusts were as deep as possible to draw out pleasure from his body. Rocking her own body back and forth as she held on to his upper arms with her hands tightly gripped, making sure he could feel the press of her trimmed nails through the loose fabric of the tunic, Kya looked into Ashelob's eyes, her own deep green ones boring into his brown portals, searching for the depths of his entire core as he thrust into her.

He pulled back, slipping out of her, and she wriggled her hips to help flip herself over, then shifted back onto her knees and pressed her thighs together as she felt the slick tip of his cock rubbing against her cleft, then against the smaller entrance to her back passage.

With a sigh, she felt him push into her, roughly, but not brutally, and his thickness filled her rectum as he slid into her, Kya focusing on muscle control to relax and allow this intrusion without discomfort. The hurt would come later, after the coupling, she would process and deal with it then. For now, Ashelob needed his pleasure.

She knew he was already close, because of all the build-up beforehand, and she could also sense that he was nearing completion with no sense of urgency or premature release. In his emotional mind, this was the final act, and it could end when he released, as quickly or as long as it took. Kya massaged her rectal muscles to ensure it ended fairly quickly.

Ashelob began to grunt and his rough hands gripped her hips, pressing into her still sore buttocks as his hips slapped against her cheeks firmly, driving his firm cock deep into her bottom, then she felt the peak and pushed hard mentally, driving him into a real peak of pleasure as she felt him begin to come into her. It felt like forever before he began to float down from his orgasm, and Ashelob finally pulled out of her as he pretty much fell onto his side, pulling her down with him where she automatically cuddled against him, pressing her bottom against his sopping crotch as her hand caressed the side of his cheek, allowing for him to feel the full release of pleasure and the afterglow.

One he had fallen into the sleep that normally followed an intense coupling, Kya gingerly got up and went into the refresher. She carefully cleaned herself, wincing at the pain of her very sore bottom. No nano treatments this night, my girl, she reminded herself. Not in the palace, so all of those easy benefits were also gone. Kya soothed a medicinal salve on her bottom, allowing for the less effective but still workable gel to soak into her burning flesh, it would be healed up by morning, which suited her fine. She took a bowl and cloth, then gently cleaned Ashelob as he slept, he did not even stir as she carefully washed away the evidence of their coupling from his flaccid cock, with a final gentle kiss to it's head, she put the bowl back in the refresher. Kya then curled up beside him, moving so his hand gently rested on her welted bottom as she listened to him breathe until she slept.

The final day, she stayed in their room, sleeping and resting her mind and body as Ashelob went to book passage. He returned later than expected, and was in a frantic hurry. He grabbed her by the wrist, took the small bag that had her belongings in it, and they were off. This time, out the back door of the inn and down streets that she could barely recall or recognize.

She did not question him, or even make a noise, until they were seated in a small cafe by one of the many plazas. About two kims from the inn they had been sleeping at. He silenced her with his eyes until the server had put down two mugs of Kaf and some food for them, then he held out his hand.

"Give me your hand." Kya laid her hand in his, and he pressed the end of a small cylinder against her thumb, where she felt a sharp pain that vanished almost immediately. He then rose and put the cylinder, on a golden chain, around her neck.

"That is half our funds, Kya. It is also your booked ticket for a round trip that will end on Austrasia." He explained.

"They are looking for us. The only way I can get us offworld is to split up. I will be on the same transport as you, just a different seat assignment. At the waystation, we have a shared cabin. And the liners also have us joined or the same cabin." Ashelob said as he kissed her hand.

"I have to get you offworld. That credstick has a full identity that will match your records as far as the spaceport is concerned. Once you are on the waystation, then we are much safer. For now, there is no safety. I do not even think I will sleep tonight." He continued to explain, watching her eat.

"We cannot use an inn?" She asked him as she finished the food and began to drink the cooling Kaf.

"They have begun to trace the funds I have. Tracking the Regals as they are used and following the purchase chain. By transferring them to your portable stick, I have secured our funds, but I can only transfer so much per day or it will alert revenue to the exchange, and that is a problem much worse than we have now." He said, leaning forward to caress her face.

"Then we will sleep at a park, or in the plaza, or wherever we can find a place. The weather is pleasant, a lot of facilities are open all hours. We will be fine, Ashelob." Kya said.

"One more thing" He said as he gripped her face firmly, making her look at him. "You are not Kya any more. You are now Kiara."

Sleeping through the night in the plaza was restless. Ashelob sat up watching everything as Kiara slept beside him, leaning against him in a fitful slumber. The swirl of people was constant, and more than once, he picked the sleeping woman up and carried her to another spot so that they would not arouse suspicion.

The next morning, they were ready. Kiara was not very awake, but she was alert enough for what they needed to do. They walked through the spaceport hallways heading for the transit portal on the orbital waystation. Each one pressed their ident stick into the reader and was passed through without delay.

Sitting on the transport, Kiara could see Ashelob sitting a few rows back from her. She was nervous, but simply smiled at the citizen who was seated beside her and refrained from much small talk. The transport lifted smoothly off and soon was docked at the orbital waystation, where interstellar ships docked and loaded cargo and tourists. Which she had now become.

Disembarkation was not an issue, and they met up again in the main zone of the waystation.

Ashelob guided her to the cabin that he had booked and escorted her inside. "Sleep, Kiara. We have twelve hours before our liner departs for the rim. You may as well get rest. We will have an active two weeks ahead of us before we reach Austrasia."

She did not argue, stripping off her clothes, she just laid down on the bed and was asleep instantly.

Later, she woke, to find that he had gotten her under the covers, and was dozing beside her, she cuddled to him, feeling safe, still concerned about what the future would hold. But safe. The credstick was a small solid weight between her breasts and she knew not to ever take it off. Nobody else could use it, it was genetically imprinted to only her, but if she lost it, that was it. No recovery.

Ashelob had a similar credstick, with his ticket and the other half of their funds that he wore on a chain around his neck. Regals were a currency traded throughout the Center Worlds, secured by banking facilities on both sides of the Buffer and modulated by an exchange rate that made them into a universal currency. War did not change that, the economy would survive even a devastating war that surrounded the entire region. It had before. The banking system was autonomous.

Kiara slept, she was awoken later as Ashelob began to rouse, and she sensed a growing need. Her hand slid down to caress his cock and it began to thicken and harden, so she caressed it and helped it to grow as he continued to slowly wake up. She leaned down and kissed, then gently sucked on it to bring it to full erection, then as he opened his eyes, he found her astride him, his cock buried in her to the hilt as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth.

"Morning, my Hero." She said. Ashelob looked at her, to his sleepy eyes, in the light from the cabin, she seemed to glow, her skin was alive with light and the arousal he felt was intense, beyond what he had experienced. She leaned down and kissed him, her tongue dancing with his as he fully woke up and she began to bounce on him a bit more quickly.

Kiara paused, then sent a rippling sensation through her sheath that made Ashelob gasp, and then as she laughed, he flipped her to her side and pushed her legs apart and back so he could mount her properly. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his cock darted in and out of her wet sheath. Sighing and gasping as he drove into her with some strength. This was the most passion she had felt from him, and it was exhilarating.

She kissed him, and he kissed her back, inside her mind, she finally felt a joining. His emotions were beginning to mesh with hers as his body and mind came to the same conclusion. This felt right. She bucked her hips as he pushed into her, feeling his hard cock driving deeply into her, almost touching her cervix on some thrusts, he was so long.

They lay that way for a time, her tightly wrapped around him as he moved his hips, pushing into and then pulling back from her, only to dive into her moistness again. Kya then rolled so that she lay on her side, with Ashelob spooned behind her, his cock hard and deep into her, with one knee up around her breast so he could still push fully into her. It was in this position where he came in her, filling her with his hot seed as Kiara came close to a climax of her own, but managed to push it down so that she did not lose control. Now was not the time.

Boarding the liner later that morning, they were hand in hand, like many other couples, and they went to their cabin, which was as spacious as some of the smaller palace chambers.

"Oh, I can finally have a proper bath, Ashelob." Kiara said, tossing the bag with her belongings onto a chair and falling backwards on to the bed as she relaxed, enjoying the space and room.

He laughed quietly as he put his carry-on away, then removing his jacket, draped it over the back of a chair and sat down to check on their itinerary.

Kiara got to her knees on the bed and looked at him.

"Ashelob?"

"Yes, my Lady?" He replied, not looking up.

"Why are you doing all this for me?"

He looked at her in some shock.

"All you had to do was put me on the first transport with a ticket. You did not need to come with me, my Good Sir. Why are you staying?" She pressed him.

"Do you not want me to be with you, Kiara?" He asked quietly.

"Of course I do, I need to understand why you do it though. I have to ... I need to know." She finished.

He rose and walked over to the bed, sitting down he gathered her into his strong arms, and Kiara sighed as she felt that firm strength around her.

"You, my dear Kiara, my dear Kya. Need to be protected, against the horrors that have occupied our world. Mistress Tya has had me close to you for some time now. Why do you think it was me who stopped that Clansman? Why was it me who helped you to bow to save your head against the Gods? We knew something was brewing, and you must be safe." He said, lifting her chin to look into her eyes, then he kissed her. A kiss that Kiara hungrily devoured and gave back to him.

She held him, drawing upon his strength to help her to balance, then looked up at him. "I think I am hungry, and I know I am dusty. I need a bath, would you join me?"

Ashelob smiled. "Not this time, you enjoy, I will prowl the ship to ensure who else is on board so that we can truly relax during this six day trip."

Kiara rose and with a gentle kiss on his lips, went into the refresher to have her long-needed bath.

When she returned to the bed, he was gone, but he also returned as she was sitting cross-legged, brushing out her hair, wrapped in a very short towel that really did nothing for her modesty. She smiled as he entered, carrying a tray with some plates and mugs on it. He placed it on a table, then handed her a mug of steaming Kaf, which she hungrily took and drank.

"Oh, that is so good." She said, getting up she came over to the table, dropping the towel on the bed, and sat on his lap, naked, then began to pick at the food on the plates. She popped a morsel into his mouth, and as he chewed with a smile, she picked at other food, then continued, feeding him and herself as she sat on his lap, placing his hand firmly on her hip with a light pat to indicate that it belonged there and had best not depart.

Once she had ensured they both had their fill of food and drink, she kissed him firmly, then rose and pulled on one of the outfits while quickly braiding and then swirling her freshly braided hair into a loose cascade to drape around her shoulders.

"So." She said, leaning over a table while idly spinning a straw in some alcoholic beverage she had already forgotten the name of as she looked at Ashelob sitting opposite her, also enjoying a drink.

"How much is this little trip costing you, my Hero?" She said, then sipped some more of the drink, feeling the light burn as the alcohol rolled down her throat.

Ashelob chuckled. "About a thousand Regals each, my Kiara."

Kiara coughed, then had to hold a napkin in front of her mouth as she gasped, then glared at his amused expression. "Are you serious?" She hissed.

He nodded, sipping his own drink with wry amusement crinkling the edges of his eyes.

"That's almost enough to buy your own ship!" She hissed, then drank a gulp of her own drink, gasped, then glared at him again.

"Agreed, but we have no pilot, my Lady." Ashelob said. "The funds are available for this type of purpose. They are not my own personal funds, Kiara. They are Clan Camelin funds, I am from the same Clan as you are. This is a time of need, and we will help our clanswomen in need."

Kiara began to relax, invisible tension began to slightly drain away as she came to the understanding that there were very big things happening, far beyond her focus, but they involved her, and that many people were working to protect her.

Later that ship's night, Kiara lay across Ashelob's lap as he firmly welted her backside, caressing his cock under her as he drew colour and heat out of her buttocks. She rose as he began to slow, and mounted him, putting his hands firmly on her sore buttocks and began to ride him hard, not giving him much choice in the matter. As she felt her own passion rising, she put a hand down to grip him, slid up, and pushed him into her rectum hard, so that he was where his need wanted, and she also enjoyed the fullness and slight pain from this type of coupling, as long as it was with him.

Afterwards, as he slept and she lay curled beside him, the heat slowly fading from her sore bottom, Kiara felt a sensation of peace that she had not felt in a long time.

From Tara they travelled to Gillam's Point, a small world that served mostly as a repair and refuelling stop for ships on both sides of the buffer. Then they travelled into the buffer itself, Making stops at Parady, Gnesha, and finally Idolis. A day of rest, then they boarded the next liner which would take them to Austrasia. That trip took them through the heart of the Frontier. They skirted the Astolla nebula, and then the big liner stopped on Myrius for two days.

What are we going to do on Myrius for two days?" Kiara said, almost in a wail.

Ashelob pulled her to him in an embrace. "What is the matter with you?"

Kiara shook her head. She had no idea, just the thought of being immobile for any time when she had to get to Camelin space was beginning to frustrate her.

Ashelob ran his hands down her back in an effort to calm her, then walked her off the big liner and into the luxury centre of the Frontier.