The first time

Wow, barrie18, I was really impressed by your comment. Really interesting what you say about Dana Bahn, makes me think. Jishe, hope is a great thing, honey, :) About Mimea, .... hi, hi, that was mean. No, maybe not. JDragonscribe, I\'m so glad you\'re not depressed anymore. Everyone, I hope you will enjoy this one.







Riki was waiting, in complete darkness. So … helpless. Given a chance, he would have fought, but, like this … Maybe he should have considered running away when he had the chance, but his soul was nothing but a wound. “Why did you leave me?”, but Riki now knew, deep down in his heart, that his betrayal had hurt Iason so much, that a question like that was nothing but gift to the wind. Now, there was nothing he could do, and cold despair was seizing him.

His trail of dark thoughts was interrupted by the opening of a door. Riki tensed, by he decided to avoid giving away his emotions. He knew that people enjoying that kind of sadistic stuff were turned on by their victims’ suffering, so he steeled himself for the worst. “He can go ahead and kill me, I won’t give him any satisfaction of seeing me yield to his fucked up games.”

Yet, nothing happened. It seemed that whoever entered the room had no intention of doing anything. Suddenly, a metalic voice, slashing the air, and Riki’s ears, was heard.

- You are a very beautiful creature.

Riki felt a sudden surge of panic through his veins. This was not a human being! He felt like he wanted to scream for Iason, to come and rescue him.

- You probably wonder what I am. That is why I asked for you to be blinded. I didn’t want to scare you. I may be called a robot, but I assure you that it could hardly describe me. Your owner advertised you so convincing that I decided to try you.

Riki only emitted sounds, now obvious getting nervous about his client. The presense came near him, and he could now feel metallic fingers passing over his skin, from the chest, to his belly, down to his manhood, that almost shrinked away from the alien touch. The hand moved to his lips, parted by the thing in his mouth, and caressed his mouth, the outer lines, in a gesture seemingly of an admirer of fine arts. Riki felt nothing but dread, even though the caress in itself had nothing menacing about it.

- I am not interested in hurting your body.

If his mouth had been free, Riki would have denied feeling any fear. But like that, he could do nothing about it.

The strange thing unchained Riki from the wall only to turn him and chain him with his back towards him.

- We may give up on these restraints later, but right now, I don’t want you running scared.

“Who the fuck is scared by you?” Riki rattled the chains in vain, his pride turnished by the implacable metallic words raining like steel shards on his very soul. But when those steel hands squeezed his ass, to make his buttocks part, cold sweat started to run on his body. The entering would be bloody, he would be fucked to death, Riki thought, but what he felt was nothing but lubricant spread over his hole.

- My organ is made of organic texture, so don’t worry, I will not break you.

The entering was, indeed, not painful, and Riki felt his ass opening, submissively. “No!”, he wanted to scream, realizing he was no longer in Tanagura, in Iason’s arms, but prey to all kinds of freaks from different planets. “Iason”, Riki called in his head, but he knew he could no longer have the right to do that.

The client put his metallic hands on Riki’s hips and started fucking him. Despite what Riki might have expected, the fucking was slow and gentle, and, to his horror, he began feeling pleasure whenever his inner bud was grazed over by the engorged cock of the alien. “I guess, after all, Iason is right, and I’m nothing but a slut”, he thought bitterly and allowed for deeper penetration, rising his hips. Tears were flowing down his face, and they did not stop not even when he felt his balls constricting and he released his manseed on the floor.

The alien retracted from his ass, and then he felt some hot liquid spreading over his buttcheeks. “The weirdo has climax”, Riki thought, wondering how many strange things were out there that he didn’t know a thing about.

Not expected, the “weirdo” unchained him from the wall and placed him on the bed. Riki noticed, through his numbness, that the strange metallic voice could have inflexions.

- Thank you, that was very good.

The robot just lay beside him.

- I will not return to my hotel. You can sleep, I rented you for the entire night.

And a hand came and released Riki’s mouth from the restriction. Riki felt grateful to be able to close his mouth again. But he didn’t say anything, and drifted off to sleep, while thinking of Iason.



Guy was ready to leave. Raoul did not dare looking at him, while he was packing, and he just helped him, handing different stuff he thought his mongrel might need. His mongrel! Raoul barely surpressed a bitter laughter. Guy was never his, and Iason had been a fool to drag them both in this illusion of ownership. “You can never have someone, unless they love you”, the Blondie thought.

- I’m ready.

They were standing face to face, looking into each other’s eyes. Raoul thought Guy was beautiful, in his mongrel clothes, more than ever in pet’s clothes. He remembered something and he chuckled, softly:

- I almost forgot, and he took the control remote from his pocket, deactivating the pet ring. You can take it off, now, Guy.

Guy raised his hand, and let his fingers caress the fine artwork of the bracelet.

- No one could say what it is.

- I took care of that, I did not want it to be an insult for you, Raoul said while watching Guy’s gestures in fascination.

- I’m keeping it, Guy said, and let his jacket slide over his wrist.

Raoul’s eyes grew wider, but he did not dare to ask why. Guy grabbed him by the neck and made him bent so he could kiss him.

- Until we see each other again, the ring will remind me of you.

Raoul nodded, hardly pushing back his tears. The kisses prolonged, but they knew that it was the time to really say goodbye.



When Raoul came to Iason’s door, he was invited in by a red-eyed Darryl. He looked at his friend’s furniture, that obvious was very troubled.

- Is your master good to you, Darryl?

- Yes, lord Am.

- Than why are you like this?

- Since Riki left, the boy could hardly choke down his cries, this house is like a cemetary.

And Raoul could see, with his own eyes, that Darryl has spoken the truth. There were hardly any lights on, and the rooms that were once warm, filled with Riki’s foul comments and Iason’s haughty answers, seemed cold and uninviting.

Raoul entered Iason’s workroom, to find him at his desk. His friend seemed totally spaced out, and his restless fingers were playing with a pet ring. Raoul turned the lights a little lighter.

- Since when you decided to turn into a vampire?

Iason just raised his empty eyes and said, in a low, sad tone:

- It has only been a dream, hasn’t it?

Raoul sat before him and caught his friend’s hand:

- Stop being so stubborn. Feeling guilty won’t help.

- I don’t feel guilty. He brought it on himself, by sleeping with that whore.

- You don’t feel, Iason? Did Jupiter get to you?

- We are not supposed to.

- You told me you loved Riki. You are in love with him!

- Why is that possible?

Iason’s eyes flashed anger everywhere.

- We are Blondies, the fittest, the best, why some mongrels can bring us to our knees?

- I really don’t know, Iason.

- How is your mongrel, Raoul?

- I … sent him away.

- Why?

- Because Jupiter would have got to him, somehow. I wouldn’t risk it.

Iason sighed.

- I got you into this mess, Raoul, and I didn’t keep my promise.

- It doesn’t matter now.

- What will I do?

- You will suffer, Iason.

- I don’t want it!

- But you will, because you lost the one person you are in love with, and there’s nothing you can do. YOU brought it on yourself.

- How can you be so harsh, Raoul?

- I guess you deserve it, and you must understand.

But Raoul rose from his chair and came to Iason to hold him.

- We’ll think about something, we’re the smartest, aren’t we?

Iason clasped his hands over Raoul and let that surge of dread pass through his body.



Riki awoke in the morning, and he realized his chains and scarf had been removed. The bed was empty, but on the pillow, he found a note. “See you tonight. Rest well.” And Riki thought that was extremely strange, and just shrugged in disbelief. He had a whole day before him, to think about Iason. Even if he was no longer desperate, he knew that something had shifted in his feelings for his former master. “Am I falling for him, now, that he is no longer here?” But scared, he chased away the thought.