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RECYCLEDCRAFT: Space Sex Mystery?

PREMISE (example)

You awaken on a train - or a sleek-feeling spacecraft, or a boat, or even a submarine.
The shape of the craft isn't important, or even immediately apparent - but you are here, a sealed, surprisingly comfortable room with a soft bed, whereas before you were home. If home was even where you wanted to be.

"Good morning, passenger," a voice purrs; you can feel a presence with it, but there's no indication anyone is in the room with you.

There is, however, a comfortable weight along your legs, your arms, your spine... something appears ready to keep you here for a while.

What will you do?

CONTEXT

What is this, exactly? This premise is a smut spinoff of a wider continuity - the 'space'craft your character is on has taken your character from their home. It - any and all pronouns are fine, and if you OOCly have a preference just give a heads-up in your starter comment and we'll go from there - has been through quite a time recently, having lost its crew and the programming that initially determined its purpose. (Some data/facts still remain for basic navigation and specialization - see the next entry!) Nor does it remember exactly how it happened, just that something terrible happened and it has to do things more on-its-own now.

But what it can still do is (A) interpret characters' emotions and respond accordingly, (B) provide safe and sturdy transport plus life support and (C) bond intensely with those now tied to it!

This can be for a one-on-one scenario, a group account, or even joint threading if everyone would like to put in the time to sort things out! Can start with the premise above, or can be time-skipped along to where both parties are familiar with one another.

OPTIONS

What kind of 'craft are you on, anyway?
The Ace - originally a sleek fighter craft, this one was made to take to space and the skies with impunity! Very flexible, good at interpreting orders, and still carries echoes of 'tude from its former crew. And now it's focusing all that energy on you. Think you can take it?

Star-Gazer - originally a solo-craft meant for exploration, this 'craft was built to take someone far, and to provide companionship to anchor someone to reality on the way. It's designed to be cozy, and is not meant to be shared. Maybe it remembers another name alongside yours, but it no longer recalls those memories consistently. But perhaps that isn't a bad thing...

Like the Lightning - this was a mercenary's craft, passed along from generation to generation. With acute knowledge of trade routes and meticulously-crafted stealth routines to take shelter on even the most unexpected worlds, its job is to do the job - but it can't do so alone, and that's where you come in. Such a partnership does come with benefits, as a matter of course.

The Lost One* - a missioncraft, badly damaged, better suited for a group than an individual... but it has found someone, and will desperately work to make sure they are safe. Believes very strongly in doing the Just thing, but now it doubts it knows how to determine that anymore. Appears to have lost everything twice over, and has just enough memory to make it very hard to accept things at face value. Befriending this one is the most difficult possibility, but it is doable - if you wish to sincerely try.

*This IS meant to poke fun at myself, to be clear.

GENERAL SCENARIOS

Introductions - Exactly what it says on the tin.
Visiting a World - Can be just shopping, can be a 'risk of getting caught' sort of deal, or you've caught whiff of Adventure. Each 'craft will have different reactions, of course, but fun CAN be had by all!
Voidstorm* - Traveling through one of these tends to have... unique effects. Usually ones that are temporarily bad for one's sanity, but not having to be alone during them is supposed to help. Or it can just make things weirder; you never know! Don't try to break the windows and go outside, though; that's never a good idea.

*I'm not changing what it's called, because I can't think of anything better to call it. To explain 'from the outside': imagine if sex pollen were a space phenomenon you could fly through, and be directly effected mentally/emotionally. Hallucinations, particularly shared hallucinations, are common. Seeing people you love outside and feeling compelled to go out there is also possible. Other possibilities include seeing emotions as aura colors, feeling compelled to speak and act on one's deepest feelings, and not being able to understand other languages.
You can see why sex pollen wouldn't be out of place here, right?

KINKS

Anticipated Content: Mindsharing, Voyeurism and/or Exhibitionism, Sense Play, Cuddling (through atypical means), Xenophilia, Mechanophilia, Vulnerability (Emotional, Physical), Light Bondage, Body Worship.
Personal Favorites (Not required for the premise, just ones I like): Biting, Sense-sharing, Orgasm Control, Sensory Overload, Slow-to-Warm-Up, Breastplay, Lactation.
Nos: Watersports/Scat, Bloodplay, Necrophilia.

Any kinks not listed under any of these are open to discussion, as well.

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There was a hum, from what had to be some kind of computer, and then the sense of the void faded away.

"There we go, we've got it now!"

The same alien spoke up again, encouraging her to exit the column and continue down the line. She also handed Konoka a little piece of what may as well have been printer paper. On it was a number: 00004637914

"We're transmitting a copy of this to your voidcraft as well. There'll be some flyers for you to pick up on your way out, and courses to sign up for if you're interested."

It was clear by now that Konoka - and by the same measure, the Star Gazer - was in the clear.

And lo and behold, there was nothing wrong! Konoka gave a sigh of relief when it turned out that the calibrator had mentioned that they got it.

She was not forever lost in the void of things. It now looked like she was in the clear, and the Star Gazer was too! She hadn't felt this lucky in ages!

"Thank you," Konoka accepted the paper before heading off to where all the flyers were. Now that she was no longer stranded, it was time to make plans, and have another talk with Star Gazer.

There was quite an assortment of flyers, the booths being run (at least at the moment Konoka went by them) by one lone, overwhelmed-but-caffinated-looking six-limbed alien.

They were more laconic than the officers that had been in the other room, but at least the flyers were clearly labeled in bins: topics included: 'rules to remember when operating in non-void-active worlds' 'signs of void sickness' 'registering your world as open to void travelers' 'volunteer as a missionary!'
... and so forth.

When Konoka was done (if she asked about signing up for classes, the alien would pull up a pre-filled computer tablet screen that said the latest set of classes were currently full, but she could sign up to be on the collective watchlist for them in the meantime.), the Star Gazer was quite pleased to have Konoka back within her reach, sidling up to her through the link and purring in relief.

There was so much to keep up with. Konoka first started with 'Rules for operating in non-void-active worlds', as it was the most pertinent to her situation. But eventually she came across 'signs of void sickness', 'ideal spots for the novice void traveler', and several other things. By the time Konoka finally found herself looking at classes, she probably had about 15 different fliers!

The big six-limbed guy had advised her to hop on a waiting list if she was interested in classes. Despite having recently escaped high school, getting up to speed on void worlds (and maybe figuring out what was going on with the void pull) seemed very important, and worth getting in line for.

It meant her travel home was going to be... very complicated, especially since she'd have to go right back to being 'missing' for a very long while.

"Glad to be back," Konoka hummed as she stepped back within 'reach' of the Star Gazer, and eventually into the ship itself. She wasted no time in shutting the ship's door and preparing it for takeoff. Though she now had much more freedom, she had little clue with what to do with it. In a way, she was grateful to be back within the ship's cozy walls. "Did you get my home world coordinates?"

"Yes," the Star Gazer confirmed - then paused, sensing Konoka's own mixed feelings.

"Did you want to head straight home, Konoka? ... We don't have to rush, now that we have this information," she shyly offered.

Better to do things sooner than later, yes, but there were advantages in allowing oneself time to decompress.

"We don't?"

Konoka blinked. Actually, Star Gazer might be right. Even if the circumstances where she'd been pulled away might have been urgent, she couldn't remember how urgent. Did she really need that stress? A little time to sort herself out won't harm anything, right?

"You're right. We don't," she then agreed. "I have to make big decisions. Namely, how to break the news that I gotta travel. But I'd rather not be hasty about things, you know?"

The Star Gazer sent a burst of affirmation down the link - followed by a wave of pressure teasingly across Konoka's shoulders.

"When in doubt, your rest will do us both some good."

[OOC: Thinking of a 'road map' for this next bit: cooldown sex happens here, then they stop in at Konoka's homeworld for a week or so, handwaving the explanations with the ultimate conclusion that Konoka can still visit or just send word regularly/attend college classes by correspondence if she's planning on school, then a short time after heading back they come across a void storm (details pending based on your preferences, really - the 'options' dropdown selection waaay back in the original premise blurb has some ideas to start), then the full reason behind the void's recent quirks starts getting unveiled across the void. That probably won't be the end either, since they can still visit new worlds and stumble across mysteries/adventures.

That all sound alright?]

"Yeah," Konoka gave a small smile. "I'm not completely lost, but I'll figure out the future later. For now, let's relax."

She began to undo her dress. "By the way, don't we have some time now to test the rest of the things I was wondering about?"

[[This sounds good! I'll handwave how her home interaction goes, perhaps through some form of her friends keeping in touch. I probably will veer towards classes depending on what she can learn. I've been wanting to put some kinky applications to her losing control in ways she'd learn to manage and/or find erotic, hence things like experimenting with working while bound or even the void storm afflicting something on her that might make it a necessity.]]

The Star Gazer's mood palpably picked up.

"Why, that's right!"

And that was time she did not want to put off for later anymore, either.

"There's two boxes remaining, and the contents should be organized by broad type."

Basically 'meant to restrain' and 'meant to go inside'. One box had gold stripes, and the other silver.

[[Sounds good to me! Classes may have to be handwaved as well - ones about fully taking ownership/maintaining a 'craft would be the most intensive and relevant at the moment. There are also meditation classes to help against the worse voidstorm effects, not that those always get a chance to work.

As for voidstorms themselves, how about something that causes her to stick to surfaces whenever she relaxes? I'm very open to suggestions on this, though. |D]]

Edited 2023-07-19 14:58 (UTC)

She had been the one to remind Star Gazer, yet Konoka paused her stripping once she realized that one of the things she had wanted to test was how restraints would affect her clothing. She stopped short of actually removing anything off of herself although that meant her dress clung a little more loosely and hinted at her body a bit more now.

Konoka looked at the gold box first. It looked like it had the things of "meant to restrain". She cheerfully opened the box, tossing aside the top as she took note of the things she saw inside.

There was more than the obvious rope and cuffs, but Konoka went with the familiar first. The rope was smooth, soft but not too soft, and there was plenty of it. There were a few cuffs too, many of them leather, with rings that would allow them to be tethered in a number of ways. But was there more...?

[[Good idea, though if something comes up I'll probably let you know closer to when the voidstorm hits.]]

[[Sure! Without further ado:]]

Little waves of pressure made their way down Konoka's back; clearly the Star Gazer was eager to engage once more.

But not without determining what worked best!

"We'll have to have you put on the cuffs last, whatever we do."

There appeared to be a few devices that could be remote-controlled; things meant to brace a joint or to hold body parts apart instead of together.

Konoka mewled softly from Star Gazer's subtle backrub. It was easy to feel the eagerness in that touch, with the "hurry up!" more subtly implied than even meant. It was an erotic charge to her anyway, because she was just as eager to pick something and go to town as she was to actually see what she had lined up.

She did note that some of the cuffs had some remote controls... and at least one instance of rope, too! There were also some interesting cuffs meant more for keeping limbs *apart* than together. Seemed they were called 'spreader bars'? She'll set that aside for now, unless Star Gazer told her to try them.

Konoka then decided to take a look at the things inside the silver box, just as a hint. She probably wouldn't be using these straight away given her interest in seeing it in clothing, but she would definitely be playing with them at some point!

Hmmm.

Looking on from her own perspective, as well as through Konoka's, it was almost like a puzzle: if her passenger put on this first, what would she be able to bind next? How much of her movement could be constrained until she was completely immobile... but still able to reverse the process once they wanted a break for the night.

Or whatever length of time Konoka slept. But then-

The items in the silver box, viewed now through Konoka's eyes, caught her own attention anew. She had mentioned vibrators, and wands, but selecting shapes had been an interesting quest.

The box was much packed: some were straight and smooth, some were highly angular and perhaps not meant to entirely fit inside someone; others were ribbed, or quite thick and rough; others still had very tiny slots at their tips, either to contain liquid or for other body parts to be fitted in with care.

All in a multitude of colors, practically every other one remote-controllable. They were in for quite a time!

"Perhaps we should rank them based on which ones your gaze lingers on the longest, Konoka?"

Some of the toys she pulled out seemed strange. Granted, there were the expected shapes, but she hadn't expected to find toys that were rough, or so big that they were designed not to fill her entirely, or even contain things like liquids. Apparently Star Gazer had gone all out!

She didn't blame her though, this was experimenting, after all.

Konoka wasn't quite sure if that was the best metric, as she had been eyeing the strangely rough one and the slotted one just to figure them out, first. "I dunno," she commented. "The ribbed one looks interesting. And maybe the smoother ones might fit in my mouth..."

Though speaking of that, there had been ball gags and strange, wafer-like gags designed to fill her tongue and block out sound. She made note of them but was heavily distracted by the more obvious toys.

"I think I made my decision. I think I'll remove my panties..." she said, lifting her long skirt before removing them. "...and start tyin' my legs," She went to pluck out a skein of rope, but paused as another thought hit her. "Wait, there are safety scissors or removal tools here, right? Ah, but it's a lot more potent when I know I can't get out..."

In the very bottom of that box were things used for cleaning and maintenance of all these new toys; there was truly no such thing as overpreparing as far as the Star Gazer was concerned.

"That's right," the Star Gazer confirmed, admittedly pleased that Konoka had brought this point up first. "I can tell you where they are exactly now, or we can wait until after, presuming you are not completely immobile by the end of it."

The Star Gazer herself also being of two minds on it, she did not immediately voice an opinion.

"Okay, good!" It was a relief to find that whatever she or Star Gazer might need isn't far away. "Uh, I will trust that they are nearby. Guess I won't make myself super immobile, but that's fine!" They're experimenting, after all.

Konoka picks up one of the phalluses. Does she dare use it? This means that her good outfit was going to get dirty... "Uh, how easy is this dress to clean? I might have to change out of it..." At the same time though, Konoka was definitely going to use one of her uniforms, might as well be sure ahead of time that being naughty wouldn't be so messy as to have to wonder the ship naked half the time!

...but then again, her ship was very private. What was wrong with being naked?

"Let's not pin you to my walls tonight, hmm?"

Because, on future occasions, that would absolutely be an option~

"We have facilities for washing and drying clothes, though I fear we will have to do some clearing out in storage to best reach both."

Though handwashing in the bathroom could be an option for some articles of clothing.

"But for now, we do have spare bedsheets in a compartment under your bed. We don't always have to be fancy."

There was a very amorous undertone with those last words.

Konoka lit up at that first question, however. It seemed to stir her at her core in a way she didn't quite expect.

"That sounds like a wonderful time in the future," Konoka was practically purring her response. "But you're right. No need to always be fancy."

A normally unassuming girl like her could even miss such flirtatious words, but when that feeling was conveyed right into her heart, there was no evading it. Not that she wanted to, when the Star Gazer could promise her such a good time.

Much of this bondage is self-inflicted, and chances were her ropework wouldn't be all that good yet, having never really done this before. But getting the feeling of rope would help. She first bound up her legs, mostly with earnest but not-quite-neat winds, unless Star Gazer had something to help.

She did bind up her ankles and knees, and moved to examine the phalluses, to see which one to pick (and presumably, if one might be potent for her mouth).

The Star Gazer did her utmost to be helpful for this part, offering suggestions of objects in the room that could help weigh down the ends of the ropes (as another way to avoid needing scissors for the time being)

Then came picking something to go inside, and she could only secondhandedly understand Konoka's indecision...

But that meant some choices were easier. "The flared-tipped one would be easier to hold in your mouth, wouldn't it?"

"Oh?" Konoka tilted her head, almost like a dog would, considering the phallus in question. "Yeah..." She lifted it to her mouth, gingerly running her tongue along it. It tasted plasticy, as she expected, but it definitely seemed like she could hold it. "Yeah."

She still had the question of what she wanted to be penetrated with, but ultimately wound up picking a ribbed specimen. With her legs already bound, it left her little room, and her dress, now more or less wrapped around her torso since she had tied her legs bare, was moved out of the way so she could tease her own entrance. "Can you help little ol' me with this somehow...?" Konoka asked.

The Star Gazer checked; this one was remoteable, but since half of the fun wasn't just vibration but penetration...

"I'll tell you when to move," she decided, sending a targeted burst of pressure around Konoka's hips.

"Like this. And when you don't feel me there, you don't move it further in or out. And I won't tell you when I command it to vibrate, either, or when I'll stop."

The excitement in her voice briefly relented. "Does that sound all right, Konoka?"

She didn't quite expect this method, and gasped lightly once she felt her hips being pulled onto the toy. Konoka barely managed to hold a gasp down, and even then she still had a startled shock of pleasure.

"Oh! Yeah, that works," the brunette spoke a slightly hurried reply, struggling to keep her breath even.

Her next part was to finally use the ribbed part as a gag. She could not speak beyond this point, so she then said, "I'll be trustin' ya if I'm in real trouble, okay?" And it was only then that she tried to push that in her mouth.

Lastly came the arm restraints. She used cuffs on her wrists and just above her elbows, attaching the actual cuffs first before using any links between them. She had to basically catch the rings in a long chain, that could be undone with a key... that was in the emergency supplies that she didn't know the exact location of.

With that, she was now entirely helpless until Star Gazer told her where the key was.

Konoka's own shock of pleasure in turn fed right in to the Star Gazer's own enjoyment of the scenario.

"Of course," she answered, voice pitched low, a small pulse of pressure encircling her throat, encouraging her to swallow.

But that was just a tease; the next part, as she bound her arms up further, relied primarily on timing.

She made a show of turning the ribbed vibrator on, giving Konoka a chance to hear more than feel the device between her legs.

Then she turned it back off, following it up by starting in again on laying pressure on Konoka's hips.

At this moment, Konoka no longer had a grip on her dress, and also didn't have to aim the toy, so her long skirt obscured her body from the lower waist on down (and, just to be safe, she had in fact tied the toy so it couldn't drop out without some considerable effort, though how well that held up was to be determined). Now on her knees, Konoka shifted her arms, testing her ability to try and pluck herself loose of the bindings she just made.

Each attempt from her fingers to find purchase on anything failed. It added to a fluster-like frustration, but also a heavy arousal.

And then Star Gazer seized her hips, forcing her down on the toy. "Nggguuuhhh..." This time, she couldn't stop her own moans.

The immediacy with which Konoka acted on her commands spurred the Star Gazer's own arousal on.

Just as abruptly as it had started, the pressure on Konoka's hips stopped... and then, some deliberate seconds later, the vibrating started.

Not high enough to really do more than arouse Konoka, but it would still pack quite a punch in her heightened sensory state.

Works for me!

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