In “The Siren’s Bite,” Colonel Ionescu revealed the truth
about Finn to Iker and Peregrine. Meanwhile, Ohannes begged for Finn’s bite,
becoming bonded to the amphibious pleasure clone.
General Bissette revealed that he was more slave than master
to the sexy merman and was rewarded with a hearty spanking and a lusty romp
with Ohannes. While Finn’s attentions were focused on directing the hot
man-to-man action, Iker, Colonel Ionescu, and Peregrine put their rescue plan
into action. Unfortunately, Peregrine was bitten by Finn and had to be subdued
along with the other men.
Ionescu and Iker set out for the monastery, hoping to find a
way to break Finn’s spell over their comrades.
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Colonel Ionescu kept the transport vehicle low and slow,
resisting the urge to hit the hit the hover-jets. The vehicle was unlicensed
decommissioned military salvage and Ionescu wanted to avoid attention from the
air patrol. Ionescu noticed that the normally impatient Iker seemed transfixed
by the beauty of the surrounding forest.
“Pretty, yah?” the Colonel inquired.
“Yeah, Man, it’s gorgeous. Sometimes me and Perry would look
through binoculars from the top of the rig and say that one day we’d go camping
in the forest, but we always wound up either staying at the rig on our downtime
or going into town to find a way to kill time. Either way, we always ended up
in some kind of sex game. Ain’t no better way to wind down after a hard day’s
work than fucking a dozen of your best friends, right?”
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“Dat be de way of t’ings,” Ionescu laughed. “’Course your
fuck-buddy might not be such a good fren’, but when de time come to get down,
dere be somethin’ dat keep you comin’ back for more even if most of de time you
wanna punch him in de face.”
“You mean Bissette?” Iker smirked. “Well, I never got to
meet his fuck-buddy side. I only saw the punchable face. But from what I heard,
the little shit’s a damn fine lay. That salty little mer-slut Finn was miffed
at our boy Ohannes for enjoying General Tin-Horn’s cock a little too much.”
“Bissette be a good fuck,” Ionescu admitted. “He like me to
be de one drivin’ de train when de geyser gonna erupt. He let de other fellas
fuck him first, den me come in and plow ‘em all. Me admit me put up wit’
Bissette’s shit ‘cause me an’ de boys havin’ fine times playin’ his games. But
den him build Finn and dat little fucker take over. Me suppose dat me still be
dere bein’ Finn and Bissette’s fuck-muscle if us not find you boys. Me ain’t got
nothin’ better to do.”
“Yeah, Perry and me would still be mining Gaccov, likely
till the day we dropped, if we hadn’t found Ohannes. Same reason as you. We
didn’t have nothin’ better to do and the after-hours fucking was good. Hell, I
was bred to be a physical powerhouse, which means that I was either gonna end
up being an agricultural worker, being in the military, or being a miner or a
rigger.”
“Same, Mon. You like bein’ a rigger?”
“Yeah, I liked it a lot. I could have requested a transfer
to agriculture or the military, but I liked being a roughneck. I was glad I
wasn’t bred to be an administrator or an executive or a pleasure clone. I like
being strong and feeling like I’ve done an honest day’s work, and I sure as
hell don’t want to be anybody’s slave. But when it comes down to it, me and
Perry have been Hangiri’s slaves for all these years. The corporation literally
owns us.”
“Dat’s de truf of bein’ a clone, Mon. De law don’t see us as
human, so Hangiri or de military or Mon-Agri can do what dem want wit’ us, so
long as it ain’t outright cruelty. So long as dem keep us fed an healthy and
ain’t beatin’ on us, de human rights counsel ain’t gonna crack down. Dey fuck
us from de incubation tank to de grave, an’ it’s all legal.”
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Not being a sci-fi reader, this was such an interesting excerpt to me! Definitely spicy. ;) Thank you for sharing, and I wish you all the best with finishing the book and all else.
ReplyDeleteVery creative!
ReplyDeleteThis is very interesting, and it has me intrigued about the character they are talking about.
ReplyDeleteVeery spicy bit here
ReplyDeleteAnd a good time was had by all. More than once, it would seem.
ReplyDeleteA lot of f'ing happening here. I hope they used protection!
ReplyDelete(((HUGS))), Cie. Stay strong and get healthy. Nice bit of world building along with some eye popping activities.
ReplyDeleteNice job of bringing the politics of the their existence into the story. I do wonder about the future where clones are concerned. There are governments who already view their populace as slaves to do their bidding. Imagine the future... But you have!
ReplyDeleteI hope you're doing better and you get this book published. :-) Hugs to you.
"I only saw the punchable face" Ha! Lots of interesting interactions going on here!
ReplyDeleteThat's too bad that your past couple weeks have been so sucky. I hope all goes smoothly for you as you publish this!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a very complicated dynamic between these guys.
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