A Nice Pair (One of a Kind sequel)
A Nice Pair
(Commissioned by Vixentamer. All characters belong to Nintendo/Rare)
Sorry this took a while. Didn't know which story to do a sequel to first, but I decided I'll just go with whatever I can write about. But enjoy the next installment into the "One of a Kind" series.
In a lone section of the Titanian desert, an abandoned research facility was now the attraction throughout the Lylat system's black market. In the sex slave business, many of the slaves consisted of those inside of the Lylat system, but now the research facility had instant success with their new product; the Cerinian. The Cerinian was a race of telepaths that were mysteriously wiped out. All but one, a young Cerinian girl that was found on a planet on the edge of the Lylat system, was now being cloned and sold.
Beltino Toad, who was helping the research facility, came in to work out the problems of their energy source. As he entered, dozens of almost lifeless Cerinian clones were crudely used as furniture and decorations. A shadow hunter seated him on one who was on all fours, who groaned only slightly when the scientist lied on her. As he waited, he played around with her exposed pussy, which moistened quite fast, indicating that the nervous system development on the clones seemed to be working.
"Ah, Mr. Toad," Drakor entered, taking a seat on a clone that was on her hands and feet with her front sticking out. "I'm glad you could come by. I hope you could help me with the G-Diffuser in the cloning room."
"It shouldn't be much of a problem," he assured him. "I'm sure everything will be done by the next couple of hours."
Drakor nodded and guided him to the cloning room. "I'm glad I could find someone as yourself who could help me with this."
"Well, my services still aren't cheap," Beltino reminded him. "I wish to inquire what my payment will entail."
"Hmm..." Drakor thought to himself. He made much money from previous customers, but he hoped to persuade him with another offer. "How about ten of my best clones?"
"I don't think clones could be used as parts for my son's mechanics," he told Drakor. He liked the clones, but money was necessary seeing as how funds were down at his lab.
"Well, I'll think about it as you fix the G-Diffuser." They entered into the cloning room. Krystal half asleep until the lights woke her up. She curled up in a ball to hide herself. Thankfully, she hasn't been violated since her first encounter with Drakor, but that was just a week ago. Who knew what kind of plan he had for her? Beltino caught a glimpse of Krystal, and she looked back to him, though looked away ashamed. Beltino, however, couldn't help but stare at the captive girl; she displayed real emotion, something that he wasn't allowed to program for the other sex slaves. Just then, he knew exactly what kind of payment he wanted.
He had finished up; the G-Diffuser seemed to be working in perfect order. "So, now that you're done here, I must ask if you're still sure on not receiving any of my slaves as compensation."
"In a matter of fact," Beltino said, now aching for the real Krystal. "How about the original over there." He said pointing to her. Krystal could hear the entire thing and panicked at his demand. She didn't even want the tentacles that violated her the first time with Drakor, and that was just to humiliate her. The idea of actually serving someone as a sex slave ate at her.
"Actually, I don't know if I should sell her," Drakor slightly declined. "She is needed for more clones. I have a business here, you know."
"Oh, I'm sure you can use one of the other clones," Beltino said to him, just longing to get inside of the real deal. "Also, I'll provide more free services if you let me have that girl."
Drakor like the idea of never having to pay him a cent for returned visits, so at both of their benefits, he replied, "Ok, it's a deal. I'll even give you a clone just because I'm feeling generous."
"Hahaha, ok, you have yourself a repair man, and I have myself two girls to ravage," Beltino said in delight. Drakor then opened Krystal's stasis chamber to get her out, attaching her leash for Beltino.
"Well, there you go, she's all yours," Drakor awarded her to Beltino.
"Hehe, you and me are going to have a lot of fun," he slobbered. Krystal kept silent; she expected such inhumane personality from Drakor, a heartless, soulless machine, but this man had not even the slightest remorse, something that would take effort from someone similar to her.
They got into Beltino's cruiser. It was slow, but large enough for him to work on his studies and basically room in. Krystal was just stowed away in a back room with her clone. She looked at her with some sympathy; its whole existence was based on the sexual servitude of anyone who was to purchase her, and what's worse is that she had no real free will. Her telepathy could read her as just a shell who thought of nothing than to please her master and have sex. Krystal figured she call out to her, to see if there was any kind of personality in her.
"Uh, hey..." Krystal nervously said, not knowing anything else she could say. "Umm, my name is Krystal. What's yours?" The clone was unresponsive. All she did was stare into nothingness with a blank stare. It seemed like it was no use; Drakor and the others didn't even bother giving them the ability for complex thinking. They were just driven for sex.
"Alright, girls, you ready for a good time," Beltino yelled to them, coming to take them out. Fear struck Krystal when he heard he was coming. This was it; she was going to have to fulfill herself whether she wanted to or not. Her clone, with absolutely no emotion, just stood ready for him. Coming in, Beltino told them, "I'll bet you two are just dieing for me, aren't ya?"
In unison, both answered yes and no; a "No" spat from Krystal's mouth while her clone answered "Yes Master" obediently. "Just how could you do this? It's not right!"
"Not right?" Beltino responded to Krystal. "You are a simple vagrant with no rights in the Lylat system." He explained, rationalizing his deprivation of her freedom. "An illegal alien, if you will, so therefore I see nothing wrong."
"And my clones? You don't realize that you've made life and you treat them as mere objects!" She argued.
"Well, let's see just how compassionate you are towards them after our little fuck session. Slut, take this belligerent girl and follow me." The clone then took her by the leash and guided her to Beltino's direction.
They were lead into a personal sleeping quarter where Beltino unzipped his pants to allow his dick to escape its bounds. Taking the leash from the clone, Beltino held Krystal against a wall and started messaging and violating her body, rubbing his cock between her ass, with his precum moistening her tailhole.
"So, are you sure you mind being my own personal fucktoy?" taunted Beltino.
"I don't care what you do to my clone and I," Krystal struggled to say through his violating, "but I'll always hate you for this."
Offended, Beltino got an idea. "I'll bet you won't think that if I do this," and Beltino started extending his tongue past Krystal's shoulder and down began to move between her breasts.
"Gah! Stop that, it's disgusting," she complained as he wrapped it around one breast and licked at her nipple.
"Hehehe, we haven't even gotten started yet," so he extended it even more and moved it towards her clit. "Hey Slut, while me and her are playing, why don't you pleasure yourself on my bed over there," he told the clone, and she walked away to follow his command and began touching herself while using their session as stimulation.
Letting out a sigh of pleasure, she begged, "P-please...stop th-this." Her tongue began hanging out and she began sweating in her heated state. Her pussy even began dripping wet at his lapping of her bud.
Beltino could taste her juices flowing out of her. "So, what was that about hating me?" She could only moan as he continued to feel at her sensitive clit. "Alright, enough foreplay, let's get this going." He then bent her over to make her glistening cunt available. Krystal only looked back seeing the crazed toad with his cock in his hand. Beltino widened her lips and with a hard thrust, he slammed into her.
"Ahhh!" Krystal screamed in hated pleasure. She expected it, and for a time she didn't want it, but Beltino convinced her body to go mad for it, and she did as he shoved himself into her well lubricated flower. "I don't want this...I don't want this...I don't want this," she repeated mostly to herself. Krystal could feel herself convinced to want this after every thrust he made, but she didn't want to give in to his invasive pleasuring.
"GHAAAHHH," the clone screamed, interrupting Beltino and Krystal. "Master, I came! I came!" Beltino was a little annoyed, not even getting close to climax, but it sparked yet another idea on how he could play with his slaves.
"You know, girl, I don't think we have given much attention to your clone," Beltino teased a horny Krystal who had a firm grasp of his dick with her cunt. "Why don't we join her lone self," and grabbing Krystal's leash, they went over to the bed where he pushed her onto her clone. "Now, Slut, start eating her cunt out while she takes in my sausage."
The clone started doing so, licking at her bud as she tasted her honey that was produced from Beltino's piston. "Oh...please, stop th-mmph!" Krystal tried to say, but Beltino silenced her with his throbbing member. Again, Krystal's body responded with her entrance moistening again and her mouth salivating greatly, drooling all over Beltino's hardness. Her pent up ecstasy from having Beltino's cock ramming into her was building up from their previous point, and she was ready to cum, and then suddenly, she screamed loudly.
"Master," the clone talked over to Beltino. "I think she came all over my face."
Beltino laughed when he heard that. "You hear that, girl, you're body doesn't lie. You love every minute of this. Krystal didn't pay much attention. Her body went limp after climaxing, and so she continued to remain there until they were finished. "Oh...I don't think I'm going to leave you by yourself on this..." he hinted his coming climax. "Errgh, ARGH!" After his grunts, he exploded into Krystal's mouth.
"Ugh!" Krystal complained, spitting the load out and coughing. This prompted Beltino to slap her across the face.
"How dare you. You got my seed all over the floor!" Beltino complained. "Looks like you'll have to be trained a little better, so I think I'll allow the slut to continue eating you out."
"No, oh please no..." Krystal lamented, but Beltino ignored her as he walked over to rest while he watched the slave continue eat her out. Krystal allowed herself to be licked, not wanting to know what kind of punishment would result in her disobedience.
Hours later, Beltino decided to call it the night. He sent the two into the storage closet again, not giving them the luxury of a real bed. Krystal stood there, realizing just how much she embarrassed herself in front of the two after becoming so excited. She, however, didn't show contempt towards her clone; it seemed she didn't know better at all and she just followed Beltino as she was designed.
"Your name is Krystal," the clone unusually brought up.
"Yes," she lit up. "My name is Krystal."
The clone still talked monotonously, but Krystal didn't expect anything more. She didn't even expect her clone to even talk out of turn, so at least this was progress. "Master called me Slut. I don't like that name."
It was remarkable that Krystal found her to show some kind of liking and disliking of at least her name. "What would you like to be called," she asked, half knowing that she made continued along with the conversation with a clone.
"I don't know, what would you call me?" the clone asked.
Krystal began to think, and she remembered one common name in Cerinia that might work for her. "How does Cyan sound?"
"I like that better," the clone said. Krystal then decided that she would recognize her as Cyan.