tagSci-Fi & FantasySidney and Lexi: 9

Sidney and Lexi: 9


"So she has decided to keep Rufus this time," said Sidney as Brandon and Ruby walked out of the box, followed by Morag and Lexi.

"What are you going to do now?" Brandon asked Morag.

"I'm not sure," she replied in a disconsolate tone, "without Rufus to guide me, I'm just not sure."

"Don't cry," said Lexi, putting her arms around her, "I'm sure we'll think of something."

"Let's sleep on it," said Sidney, "things always seem better after a good night's rest."

* * * * * * *

"You two can take the Rolls and go home," Sidney told Brandon and Ruby the next morning over breakfast, "Lexi and I will stay here with Morag and see what we can do about Rufus."

"If you are sure," said Brandon, "I am more than happy to go back in there if you want."

"Me too," said Ruby in an enthusiastic voice.

"No, it's fine," said Sidney, "we will manage, I am sure."

The two young people looked a little disappointed.

* * * * * *

"Perhaps I should go in," said Morag.

"We can monitor things," said Lexi, "we know Sharon well enough by now."

"And it's not as if she lets us do anything anyway," said Sidney.

"You know how to use the oxygen masks?" Asked Morag.


"And how to feed us, using the tubes?"


"Keep him safe."

"We will. And we will look after you as well."

"Come on then, connect me up."

* * * * * * *

Morag opened her eyes and looked around her. She could see nothing except the white mist that surrounded her.

'I am floating in mid air,' she thought to herself, 'it feels so relaxing.'

She noticed that she was naked.

"Hello Morag," came a voice from behind her.

Morag waved her arms and she turned in the air. Rufus was floating in the air a few feet from her. He too, was naked.

"Rufus! How are you? You are so young!"

The Rufus she was looking at was the Rufus she had met over twenty years before, when she was just twenty and he forty.

"So are you, my love," he replied.

Morag looked at her arms,legs and tummy,they were those of a young woman, her skin smooth, her limbs lithe.

" Isn't it serene, floating in space like this?" Rufus asked in a rhetorical tone

"Yes, I like it a lot."

"Open your legs, my darling," he told her.

Morag did as she was asked and, putting her hands behind her knees, held her legs wide apart. Rufus swam slowly towards her, nestled his head between her thighs and began to lick her out.

"Oh Rufus," she sighed, "you were always good at this."

Morag let her head fall back and closed her eyes. She smiled a smile of satisfaction as she felt her vagina being stimulated by her lover's tongue.

"Yes, my love," she whispered, "yes, yes,yes."

Rufus flicked her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. She arched her back and let out a long moan of pleasure as she started to come.

"OH YES!" She cried aloud as she climaxed, her body convulsing, her head rolling from side to side.

She squirted ejaculate onto his face and he smiled to himself at having done a good job.

"Fuck me" she told him.

Rufus took hold of her by her arms and pulled himself over her. He slipped inside her in one gentle maneuver and they both gasped at the blissful feeling of coupling.

"Oh Rufus," she sighed as he began to thrust, sliding his stiff cock in and out of her wet vagina at a slow pace.

The pace picked up and soon they were rolling and spinning in space as Rufus rammed his cock in and out of her as rapidly as he could.

"Yes,yes," she urged him on, "fuck me, fuck me."

"MORAAAAAGGG!" He shouted as he began to pump his spunk into her.

"RUUUUFUUUSSSS!" She shouted in reply as she had a second orgasm.

After a while he pulled out of her and floated around next to her. They held hands and looked into one another's eyes and smiled.

Their reverie was interrupted by a voice which came from somewhere above them. It was a woman's voice, calm and friendly, but authoritative.

"Protect me and I will reward you," the voice said.

"We will," they replied as one.

* * * * * * * *

"She let you both go!" Said Lexi in an excited tone, "what has happened?"

"She spoke to us," replied Rufus.

"I beg your pardon?" Asked Sidney in an incredulous tone, "the machine spoke to you?"

"What did she say?" Asked Lexi.

"She said that if we protected her then she would reward us," answered Morag.

"So what did you say?" Asked Sidney.

"We told her we would," replied Rufus."

* * * * * * *

"Peter," Said Sidney as he rose from his seat and offered his hand in greeting, "it's good to see you after all this time."

"Hello Sidney," replied the man who had just entered Casa Sophia, "good to see you too."

"Please, sit," said Sidney as they shook hands, "we can have a nice lunch and catch up on old times. Are you still selling guns to arabs?"

* * * * * * *

Peter Halifax lay on the table in the box. He looked across at the young woman laying on one of the other tables and felt a stirring in his loins.

"Just relax," said the woman named Morag as she placed a pudding bowl shaped helmet over his head, "and Ruby here will show you the time of your life."

"I'm sure she could do that withut all this paraphernalia," he said, trying to allay his feeling of trepidation by trying to crack a joke."

"Believe me," said Ruby as she looked across at him and held out her hand for him to take hold of, "you will enjoy me more in here than you ever could outside."

Morag left the box and a few seconds later grey smoke filled the space around him. Peter felt himself drift off to sleep.

* * * * * * *

"Tell me why you were taking photographs of the airfield," the Stasi officer asked him.

"As I have already said," he replied, "I am an ornithologist and I saw what I thought was a blue crested sparrowhawk. I was trying to capture an image of it."

"This is getting us nowhere," replied his interrogator, "Guards!"

* * * * * *

They had stripped him naked, doused him with cold water from a high pressure hose and strapped him to an upright wooden chair. He sat in the cold dark room waiting for what would happen next.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Asked a voice from his left.

He turned his head to look just as a dim light was put on in the room. He blinked to focus and try and get the water from his eyes.

"Not really," he replied as he saw who had spoken.

She was young, probably not even twenty years of age. She had blonde hair which was done up in a bun at the back of her head. She was wearing a white shirt, grey trousers and black calf length boots. She was holding a rattan cane in her right hand.

"Why don't you just admit what you were doing there?" She asked, "you were spying for the Americans, or the British. You were hoping to catch a glimpse of our new jet fighter."

"As I have said before....."

"Yes, yes, bird-watcher who just happened to see a rare hawk, blah, blah."

The woman took two paces forward, raised the cane and brought it down on his left thigh. He let out a howl of pain as he felt it strike him. He looked down to see a red welt appear on his leg.

"Fuck, that hurt!" He cried.

"It was meant to," she replied, "so, are you going to tell me the truth now?"

"I have been from the start."

She brought the cane down on his other thigh and he squealed with pain yet again. She shifted her grip and swung at his arm. He leaned to the side as best as he could, straining the straps that held him. The cane struck the chair and snapped.

"Bastard!" The young woman snarled as she cast the broken cane aside.

Peter straightened up and watched as she unbuckled her belt and slipped it through the hoops on her trousers. She took hold of the buckle end and swung it at his left arm. This time he felt the leather smack into his flesh and he cried out in pain yet again. He looked up at her to see her smiling wickedly as she swung the belt again, catching his arm again, making him cry out again.

"You will talk," she said as she swung the belt time and time again, marking his arms, his legs and his chest.

The exertion of wielding the belt was making her sweat, he could see beads of perspiration running down her forehead. She wiped her brow with her shirtsleeve and stopped lashing him to catch her breath.

"I'm getting hot," she said as she dropped the belt and unbuttoned her shirt.

She took her shirt off and draped it over the back of a chair in the corner of the room. She reached behind her, unclasped her bra, removed it and put it on top of her shirt. Peter's eyes widened as he took in the sight of her pert young breasts, her nipples standing stiffly out.

"Thrashing me has turned you on, hasn't it?" He said as he looked at her blushed skin and her sweat running down her tummy and arms.

"Being thrashed is having the same effect on you," she said as she picked up the belt, pointing to his penis which was standing erect.

She walked behind him, made a noose of the belt and dropped it over his head and around his neck. He grunted as he felt her pull the belt tight, restricting his ability to breathe.

"Is that nice?" She asked, "is it turning you on even more?"

Peter wriggled, but the straps restrained him effectively and gradually he relaxed.

"Just a little bit tighter," she whispered in his ear, "not quite enough to kill you, but just enough to bring you off."

Peter could feel himself losing consciousness. As he felt himself drift off he felt himself coming, it was the most intense feeling he had ever experienced.

"Oh, there it is," whispered the woman, "and lots of it too."

Peter opened his eyes wide and gasped, drawing as much air into his lungs as he could in one breath. The noose had been loosened and cold water had been thrown in his face. Gradually, his breathing became less ragged and he calmed down.

"I believe that you are telling the truth," the woman told him, "I shall tell my superiors to let you go."

* * * * * * *

"Ladies and gemtlemen!" Cried the ringmaster to the audience that filled the big top, "please show your appreciation of the strongest man in the universe, Peter the Great!"

Peter raised his arms in salute as he walked from the ring, his ears ringing from the sound of the cheering and whistling of the crowd.

He made his way to his caravan and went inside. He was surprised to see three young women standing in his van. They were the female half of the circus acrobatic troupe.

"Hello ladies," he said to them, "what brings you here?"

"We heard that it is your birthday today," one of them said to him, "and we thought we would give you a present."

"That's very kind, where is it?"

"We are it," purred one of the others.

"Oh." Was all that Peter could say in reply.

Peter looked at his 'present' and smiled. They were all petite blondes, none of them yet twenty years of age, Ruby, Rula and Rita, the 'Flying Finns'.

"Come on then," said Rula, "get that leotard off."

"You first," replied Peter.

He watched as the three young women slid out of their circus outfits, their leotards and their soft flat slippers. His mouth began to water as he gazed at their slim bodies with their small pert breasts, flat tummys, slender legs and their ever so cute blonde pubes.

"Now you," said Rita, smiling.

At six-foot-six, Peter towered above the women who were all less than five foot tall. His large frame, covered in muscle made him look like a giant compared to them. They smiled and giggled when he pushed his leotard down over his formidable hips and his large semi-erect penis sprang out.

"Stand to attention," Ruby told him.

Peter did as he was told and stood in the middle of the floor, arms to his sides, shoulders back, chest out. Ruby took one step forward, crouched a little and sprang up, grabbing his shoulders, pulling herself up and wrapping her legs around his neck.

"Mmmph!" Was the only sound he could manage as she pushed her snatch into his face.

"Eat me," she said as she ground her sex against his face.

Peter stuck out his tongue and pushed it inside her. He began to lick her vagina, enjoying the fishy taste of her cute young cunt. Ruby moaned with pleasure as she felt the big man's big tongue fill her opening, stretching her ever so slightly.

"Suck his cock," said Rula.

Peter let out a muffled moan as he felt two soft lips encircle his now stiff penis. He felt a small hand pull back his foreskin and a tongue wriggle around on his glans. Ruby let herself fall backwards, so he put out one of his arms to support her and braced himself by moving his left leg back and shifting his weight so he did not fall forward.

"I see a hole that needs filling," said Rula as she squatted behind Peter.

Once again, he let out a muffled moan as he felt two slender fingers slide up inside him. The fingers began to slowly move up and down in his rectum, stimulating his prostate gland while the mouth around his glans sucked gently and the hand around his cock shaft rubbed up and down slowly.

"Oh Peter! Oh! Oh!" Cried Ruby, as the tonuging she was receving brought her off.

Peter kept going with his tongue despite being almost drowned in the copious amount of juice that the young woman ejaculated into his mouth.

"Well done," said Rula, "you have made Ruby come."

Ruby unwrapped her legs from around his neck and flipped herself off him, landing like a cat on the caravan floor.

"That was nice," she said as she sat on his bed.

The fingers up his ass moved more quickly, as did the hand wanking him. The sucking got stronger and in a very short time he let out a long moan of pleasure and began to ejaculate into Rita's mouth.

"Oh fuck yes!" He cried out as he came.

Rita gave a muffled squeak as she felt her mouth flooded with thick salty-tasting goo. She swallowed several times in quick succesion to stop herself from gagging on the huge load that was being pumped into her mouth.

"He's come," said Ruby from the bed.

"You don't say," replied Rula.

Rita took her mouth from Peter's cock as it began to soften. She wiped the last vestiges of cum from her mouth and stood up. Rula pulled her fingers out of his ass and knelt back.

"I want you to eat me like you ate Ruby" Rita told him as she climbed onto his bed, lay on her back and opened her legs.

Peter knelt in front of the bed and leaned forward. He put his face, which was still wet from Ruby's juice, to Rita's already moist cunt and stuck his tongue in her.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as she felt him penetrate her.

Peter felt Rula stuff her fingers back up his ass as he licked Rita out. He let out a little moan of pleasure as she began to finger-fuck him again.

"Oh yes,yes,yes,yes," moaned Rita as Peter's oral ministrations brought her to a shuddering climax.

She squeezed his head between her thighs as she came, squirting another lot of cunt juice over his face.

"He's hard again," Ruby pointed out to the others.

"I want him in me," said Rula, "it's my turn."

She took her fingers from his ass, got onto the bed next to Rita and lay back in readyness. Peter got up from the floor and climbed on top of her, being careful not to put any weight on her as he covered her with his large frame.

"Oh Peter," she moaned as she felt the big man's big cock fill her completely.

"Mmm," he replied as he felt the young woman's tight wet cunt receive him.

"Go on Peter," said Ruby, "give it to her, give it to her hard."

He fucked her forcefully, ramming his meat in and out at a fast pace. She moaned loudly and the other women urged Peter on, as if they were watching a race and their favourite was catching the leader.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Cried Rula.

"Go on Peter!" Shouted Rita.

"Wooohooo!" Shouted Ruby.

Peter gave a grunt and shot another big load, this time filling Rula's cunt rather than Rita's mouth and Rula squealed like a pig as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. After he had emptied his balls inside her, Peter rolled off of her and sat on the bed between her and Ruby.

"Oh, well done Peter!" Cried Ruby, "you have certainly made her happy."

"My turn again," said Rita, "I want to come again. I want your cock in me."

"I don't know if I can," said Peter.

"But you are a big strong man," pouted Rita, "surely you can manage it just once more."

"Maybe if we wait a few minutes," said Ruby.

"Sit on his face Ruby," said Rula, "let him taste your pussy again, that might get him going."

Ruby pushed Peter onto his back and straddled his head. She spread her thighs, lowering herself onto his face and he stuck his tongue up inside her as before. She arched her back and threw her head back as she felt his tongue flick her clitoris, sending shivers through her young body.

"Let's see if this helps," said Rula as she knelt over Peter and took his flaccid cock in her mouth.

Four minutes later Ruby was writhing around on Peter's face moaning with pleasure as she came, squirting yet again, soaking his face yet again, and his cock was stiff.

"Get off him now Ruby," said Rita, "I want his cock in me."

This time Rita got on her hands and knees, presenting her cute little ass to him. The big man knelt behind her, grabbed her by the waist and slammed his cock into her cunt with one ferocious thrust.

"Oooh, Peter!" She cried as he filled her.

"Mmm, lovely tight pussy," he murmured as he began to give her a vigorous fucking.

The other two watched as Rita got what she was after, a bloody good seeing to ending in what to them looked like a bloody good orgasm. She screamed loudly and her body shook as she came. Peter finished with a loud grunt and his cock lodged firmly inside her, emptying his balls for the third time that night.

"That was the best birthday present a man could wish for," Peter said as he pulled his cock from Rita, "thank you so much."

"Our pleasure," said Ruby.

"Definitely," agreed Rula.

* * * * * * *

"I don't know what to say," said Peter after he had been woken up.

"It's fun, isn't it" said Ruby.

"It''s more than that, it's bloody amazing!"

"Now you have to pay for your time in Sharon," said Rufus.

"Tell me what I have to do," said Peter.

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