Shag Shack #1

[MsBloom]

Who: Tag
When: June 22nd 2046, early afternoon.
Relevant: @LeaT (Megan)

The punch came as a total surprise. He had not thought she had it in her to react violently but when her hands closed around his throat he smiled. It was clear that he had awakened something inside her, something primal, a maternal instinct to protect her offspring any way she could. There was no doubt in his mind that she wanted to hurt him, probably even kill him, but her hips kept moving and her anal cavity kept moving up around his cock. It was mixed signals indeed as she was now riding him with more intensity, more passion, even if it was hateful passion.

His smile spread but he did not move his hands to break her grip on his throat, at least not initially. He was content to know that he was stronger than she was and would easily break it when he wanted to. Instead he looked into her hateful eyes, meeting them with lust and enjoyment. He also felt himself draw closer to an orgasm quite rapidly and soon his hips began thrusting upwards to meet her downwards thrusts. When he did shoot his load up her ass he grabbed her buttocks and stopped them moving while her hands were still around his throat.

It was a rather powerful eruption of semen and had his air not been partially closed off he would have roared like some alpha predator about to tear its prey to pieces. As it was it came out like a strained groan but then he gripped her wrists and pulled her hands from his throat and looked up at her with a smile.
"Bravo," he said.
"That was amazing."
He then pushed her off of him and slapped her hard across the face.
"If you try it again though I will hurt you like the bitch in heat you are. Understood?"

 

[LeaT]

Who: Megan O'Donnell
Relevant: @MsBloom Tag mentioning Tiffany @Shelob
Time: June 22nd 2046, Early Afternoon

Her teeth were barred as she attempted to strangle the man who's cock was stuck up her ass. He attack lifted her bottom off of him, nearly half the length of his cock, but she kept her fucking motion going out of reflex, or perhaps lunges of pressure on his throat, in any event her sphincter continued to stroke him. If anything, his relaxed demeanor, practically annoying her attempt to end his life both frightened and infuriated her. The extra space between them merely giving Tag room to thrust up and into her. The powerful thrusts broke her focus, her tits bouncing chaotically now with the frequency of his thrusts. Her breathing became erratic and her grip loosened as his deep anal thrusts drove her towards a climax of her own but she felt the warm spurts of his cum as he climaxed inside of her before she reached her own orgasm. She felt his groan of pleasure in his throat, she had not managed to kill him much to her regret.

In a moment she was pushed off of him, he ended her assault as if it were nothing. He slapped her hard, her face stinging and she retreated to the corner foot of the bed like a cornered animal. "Stay away from my daughter." She hissed defiantly even if she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt she was no match for him physically. She ignored the pain throbbing from her face and her ass, keeping her defensive posture in case he tried to continue his retaliation, though there was little she could do to stop him. Neither did she even attempt to prohibit him from doing more to her, but Tiffany was her bright line, her last act of defiance against him.

 

[MsBloom]

Who: Tag
When: June 22nd 2046, early afternoon.
Relevant: @LeaT (Megan)

"Me? Stay away from the colony whore? I should tell you to keep her away from me. She is one insatiable bitch and if you knew half the things she'll do for a swig of whisky ..."
He stopped and let Megan finish the thought herself while a big smile spread across his face and his eyes roamed Megan's naked mature body comparing it to Tiffany's much firmer, younger body. He grabbed Megan's breasts as if to physically compare them to her daughter's. It was of course no surprise that Tiffany's breasts were much firmer and not so slightly bigger but there was, and had always been, something about that mature sag in a woman's breasts that appealed to him. He pinched the nipples and then lay on his side, resting his head in his hand, just watching her for a few seconds.
"Spread your legs wide and make yourself cum for me."

 

[LeaT]

Who: Megan O'Donnell
Relevant: @MsBloom Tag
Time: June 22nd 2046, Early Afternoon

"I'll talk to her." Megan said, her voice sounding of defeat and acceptance. She had cleaned her daughter up enough the last few mornings to know Tag's hurtful words were not far from the truth. Her eyes found his, watching the way he looked at her she could easily imagine him comparing her to Tiffany. She couldn't imagine the comparison was favorable to her. She felt his hand on her breasts, as if he were weighing them, she was certain he was comparing their weight. She felt ashamed, as if she knew she couldn't possibly compare to her lovely daughter, and that somehow she had let Tag down. But then he pinched her nipples painfully, reminding him of what an ass he was.

She hoped that maybe he was done with her and she could go. Her lips parted as she was about to ask him if she could leave when he spoke first. How he could possibly expect her to comply, it was well beyond the pale. She sat there, looking at him for a moment before spreading her legs, the pink lips of her pussy glistened with her arousal. She looked at him with hatred in her eyes then lowered her gaze. One hand went to her swollen cunt, her fingertips sliding along her wet folds, she moaned with pent up desire. Her left hand went to her breasts, fondling them, pinching the same nipples he had just tormented. It didn't take long, he had her one the edge for so long already. She moaned with no sense of shame as the pleasure erupted through her mature body. Her pussy dripped ,coating her hand and even dripping onto the sheets.

Her right hand fingers were a blur as she rode out her climax, the left dug deep into her tit flesh. When finally spent, her head hung low, her hair hiding her face as she panted in post orgasmic stupor.

 

[MsBloom]

Who: Tag
When: June 22nd 2046, early afternoon.
Relevant: @LeaT (Megan)

He just watched, without touching himself, simply enjoying the show of complete lust-filled abandonment of self unfolding before his eyes. The sight was only made sweeter by the hateful looks she had given him through the veil of defeat that surrounded her. He knew she knew that everything he had said about her precious daughter was true. He knew that he had pushed her to the very limit of breaking apart and the content smile on his lips reflected that knowledge as well as how much he was enjoying it. He would perhaps not go as far as to take pride in his accomplishment but it was one he would dwell on often.

Then as she was done he sat up and ran his fingers along her soaked slit, gathering up the slimy expulsions of her orgasm and first brought the fingers to his own lips and licked them clean with moans of pleasure, smacking his tongue to show how delightful the flavour was, then he gathered more and brought the fingers to her lips.
"Taste yourself," he said in a low, calm but commanding voice.
"Taste your shame, your defeat."
He smiled and looked deep into her eyes.

 

[LeaT]

Who: Megan O'Donnell
Relevant: @MsBloom Tag
Time: June 22nd 2046, Early Afternoon

Despite what would normally have been devastating humiliation on Megan's part, she found herself preferring to be finger fucking herself than to provide Tag the pleasure he so readily claimed from her body. Ironically, it wasn't as sexually gratifying but in a way what did any of that matter, the new status quo as Dr. Smith had made so clear to her, required that she submit and that was what she would do. She needed to cum, almost as much as she needed her next breath, and she had an orgasm as she was instructed and as her body needed. Though her path was much different, Tiffany too would need to submit, though not to Tag, or so she wanted to think. Tag was her curse, not her daughter's, but how could she possibly make that clear to her?

She remained kneeling, legs spread as she caught her breath. Her climax had been intense, though she had had better, the pain in her rear somewhat diminishing the pleasure of her cunt. But she stayed in position obediently as Tag used his fingers to gather her copious fluids. She watched as he tasted her juices from his own fingers then returned for more. This time it was she who was to lick his fingers clean. She reached up with her hands, taking his wrist as if she wanted to savor herself like a special treat. She sucked each finger clean one by one. She was shamed and defeated, she could live with that, but busting her daughter free of this man was her only desire, everything else belonged to Tag.

 

[MsBloom]

Who: Tag
When: June 22nd 2046, early afternoon.
Relevant: @LeaT (Megan)

Once his fingers were clean he sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He grabbed his underwear and his pants starting to dress himself.
"I should probably see if they need any more help," he said and stood up.
He grabbed the fresh top she had brought and put it on.
"You can keep this one to remind yourself of how much you hate me," he said and picked up his used shirt tossing it at her.
"But tomorrow when you come here to give yourself to me again I want it to smell of your cunt."
He smiled his most charming smile at her and then as he was about to leave he turned around and looked at her.
"And you can tell your daughter that I won't be available for her to get drunk tonight. She'll have to go fuck someone else to satisfy her cravings."
He then left, quickly closing the door behind him.

It was not without a deep sense of satisfaction he walked back to the Jupiter to see how Judy and Penny fared with their patient.

 

[LeaT]

Who: Megan O'Donnell
Relevant: @MsBloom Tag mentioning David @Devil in the Details
Time: June 22nd 2046, Early Afternoon

Megan watched incredulously as Tag simply dressed and threw her a dirty shirt and put on the fresh one she had cleaned and folded for him. "I don't need a reminder." She hissed back. She ignored his comment about Tiffany but asked "What about..." As he closed the door she paused, the finished the thought to herself. "...the baby?" She slowly got dressed, debating whether to go and see Dr. Robinson about seeing if she was permanently damaged or to just take a painkiller from her own stores and deal with it. She also thought about the repercussions of Tag no longer even bothering to try and get her pregnant. Did that mean her ordeal with him would go on indefinitely? Pregnancy was the one thing she thought would buy her a reprieve from this ordeal and hopefully a permanent end to her indentured sexual servitude to this man. She picked up his shirt, folded it neatly then held it to her face. She inhaled his scent, feeling the powerful mix of emotions he spurred within her.

She left the shag shack thinking about David, and his note. It would be 9 wonderful Tag free months before anyone would even suspect anything. But only if David could get her pregnant, assuming she wasn't already. She needed to get pregnant now more than anything. But she couldn't let Marcus know. Poor Marcus, how could she even go to him now. Her ass couldn't take another cock, she just couldn't do it. Though that excuse probably wouldn't work with Tag either. How did she get herself into this mess?

 

[MsBloom]

Who: Tag
Relevant: @LeaT (Tiffany)
Time: June 26th 2046, early afternoon.

Tag had left the O'Donnell's sick bay without another word and given that he had an hour to kill before Tiffany would meet him in the Shag Shack he took a walk around the colony which in the end was still just three Jupiters and a few make shift buildings like the Shag Shack, a shed for farming tools and such, most of which he had helped build.

Just as he was coming back from the nearby woods, passing the Robinsons' Jupiter he noticed Megan coming out of it looking a bit dishevelled. He smiled as he concluded that while there could of course be any number of reasons for Megan to have visited the Robinsons but most likely she had been to see the doc and from the looks of it he had had his way with her, one way or another.

Having kept track of the time using his still working wrist device he knew he had about fifteen minutes before Tiffany would arrive. Just enough time for a nice blow job from the older and more experienced Mrs O'Donnell. He widened his smile and waved her over as he opened the door to the Shag Shack and went inside. He left the door open knowing that Megan would follow even if he didn't wait to see her response.