Yar and the Orgasmizer 9000
One encounter with the Orgasmizer 9000 is all it takes to convince Adrianne that the device can make her wealthy beyond her wildest dreams … if she can only get her hands on it. When she agrees to help Yar in exchange for the device, it never occurs to her that she might find that the owner is far more valuable to her.
Word Count: 23,033
Genre: Futuristic Romance
Available formats: PDF, RTF, Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc)
© Cover Art by Jenny Dixon, July 2014
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.
Serena became aware that her sex slave, Yar, was studying her carefully as she programmed the pod for her excursion to Las Vegas. It was forbidden to teach slaves. They knew everything they needed to know to pleasure their mistresses before they went on the market, and in any case, most women were far too busy to spend that much time with their toys.
On the other hand, it was also forbidden to visit Earth and she’d never let that bother her. It was an uncivilized, male dominated society for some unfathomable reason. Earth people were technological children beside her own world, but Serena had had a taste for souvenirs of Earth culture from the time she’d accidentally stumbled upon the planet decades ago during one of her first missions. More recently, she’d discovered a passion for the gambling and decadence available nowhere in the universe as it was in Las Vegas.
Instead of reprimanding him, therefore, she ignored him as she generally did. She liked his cleverness. She supposed that was probably the main reason she hadn’t tired of him yet, even though she’d had him for several years and usually purchased a new sex toy yearly, or every other year at the very most.
When she’d finished programming the computer, she turned to him and patted him on the knee. “Be a good boy, now, and don’t play with any of the buttons on the console while I’m gone.”
“Will you be gone long, Mistress?”
“At least a few days. Maybe a week. You’ll be fine. The ship’s well hidden in this moon crater. If a patrol happens by, you are not, under any circumstances, to answer their hail. Understand? Otherwise, I’m liable to lose rank, and could end up in the brig, and you know what that means.”
He frowned. “They’ll sell me to cover your fine?”
“What am I to do while you’re gone, Mistress?”
Serena raised her brows. “What do you usually do?”
He looked glum. “Nothing.”
Serena smiled and patted his knee again. “Well, you can do what you usually do then.”
Instead of looking relieved, he looked even more unhappy and Serena frowned. “Don’t you enjoy doing nothing?” she asked curiously.
A number of emotions chased across his face as he battled an inner debate. Finally, he smiled vacuously. “I like to make love to you. Would you like for me to service you before you go?”
Serena grinned and patted his cheek. “Not this time, pretty fellow. I’m more interested in the gambling—If I need some sexual recreation, I’ll probably just take an Earth male. They amuse me.”
Yar reddened and Serena frowned, studying him suspiciously. “You’re not jealous, are you?”
He turned pale. “No, Mistress.”
“Good,” Serena said, dismissing him. “You had me worried for a minute there. I thought I might need to send you off for reconditioning—run along now.”
Yar withdrew from the pod and raced toward the air lock, knowing Serena was about to open the bay doors. He’d barely sealed it shut when the bay doors opened. He stood watching from the portal as she launched the pod from the belly of her ship.
After a moment, he thought of the viewer. He wasn’t supposed to touch it, but Serena was gone. She’d never know the difference.