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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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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.

The push eventually stopped so Konoka was fully pressed down onto her toy. Her nerves too on edge to calm herself, the vibrator turning on made her squeak lightly and flinch, driving the toy a little deeper. Her affixed arms wiggled a bit just to keep her balance.

From how far back she drew them, she coincidentally looked down and found that her chest was thrust out, on display for... no one but Star Gazer, really, but the realization that they were in fact, sticking out further due to her bound arms made her cheeks redden slightly, and this sense of fluster made the arousal deeper.

"Hnnnggh..." Konoka mewled again.

It was very interesting to the Star Gazer, finding out just how much of the toy could be made to fit inside Konoka.

Through the tether, she purred, timing it with one more pulse of vibrations. Feel me around you, inside you, was the message.

And, just to drive it home, waves of pressure massaged both of Konoka's breasts, circling the both of them as she presented herself.

With lidded eyes, it simply didn't take much for Konoka's imagination to envision what Star Gazer commanded. She could feel her grip, like a pair of hands holding her hips. And then she felt another pair squeeze at her breasts, and this made her groan softly over the phallus in her mouth.

"Unnngghhh..." Though with that, the phallus might actually fall out at this rate, because Konoka was already losing control of herself.

The 'grip' on her hips ceased for the moment, only for that upon Konoka's breasts to intensify. Move these more. Feel how good this is.

Fortunately, even once Konoka's mouth was free, it shortly wasn't; like before, the Star Gazer precisely layered pressure on her mouth, filling it as much as was safe.

"Hnnngh...!" Now she was feeling an actual squeeze and tease to her chest. The sensation was enough to try and make her jerk back, just to give that energy somewhere to go. But Star Gazer continued to work her up and tease her, not satisfied by that thick toy lodged inside her.

"Ahhh---mmmmmpph~!" That was her losing the dildo inside her mouth, replaced by the sensation of her mouth being absolutely stuffed. It didn't block sound, but Konoka felt like it should, so she sounded like she'd been gagged despite nothing actually blocking her mouth. All too aware of her now prominent chest, Konoka could do little but sink into her helplessness, her shame being but kindle to the fires of arousal.

There was a pulse of pressure on her shoulders; a reminder to not move.

The 'kiss' went on, the Star Gazer quite pleased Konoka played along with the intent.

Again and again the waves of pressure caressed and teased the girl's breasts, occasionally narrowing in on the nipples before widening the focus back out to her whole chest.

Then, when Konoka's attention was well and truly diverted, the Star Gazer gave the signal for her hips to move.

Up, or down, whichever way Konoka reacted it was all the Star Gazer wanted.

Was it a gag or a kiss? Even if Konoka could not move her upper body, the temptation to kiss back came from feeling movement in her mouth. So she attempted to "kiss" back, her tongue attempting to fight resistance and lick the 'thing' that was (not) filling her mouth. Only Star Gazer could make it feel like she was being gagged and kissed at the same time.

She was also too aware of her breasts. Star Gazer was hooked directly into her body, and didn't have to acknowledge her clothes when feeling her up, so no matter how dressed up she was, Star Gazer could toy with her as if she were perfectly naked. Her nipples were so hard they were poking up against her bra, and while she couldn't see it, she was sure that they'd would be poking through if the bra wasn't there, making it even more obvious how much of her helpless, aroused form was on display.

She suddenly felt a jolt that became a sheer burst of delight as her hips resumed rocking on the toy tied inside her. "Aaaagggghhh...!" Not even bothering to resist, Konoka let herself sink into the pleasure of her helplessness.

The touch on her breasts came and went, the Star Gazer capitalizing on Konoka's helplessness by pushing more on her hips.

This kind of drowning, the Star Gazer had found, she could never get enough of. She purred again, the vibration low and pleased.

The pressure ghosted up and down Konoka's sides, before the Star Gazer decided to be bold and dance around where Konoka's clit was exposed.

Eventually, the teasing stopped going for her breasts, and Konoka found herself dropping her hips down deep on that toy. Honestly, more of it was going inside her than she thought possible, or at least that's what it felt like (as again, her dress was covering her underside so she couldn't see).

Then, riled as ever, Konoka felt pressure rub against her clit.

She squealed, because the heat at her core reached critical levels. She was not very far from a climax.

Trying this with the oddly-shaped toy was going to be even more of an adventure, but the Star Gazer didn't want to spare too much thought outside of this moment, this sex.

The touch to her clit immediately ceased, the Star Gazer humming amusement. In Konoka's current state, perhaps she could feel the very air vibrating around her, conveying her pleasure.

The pressure ebbed around her hips, circling. Up her waist, and back down again. Let's lift and sink, dear. Lift and sink.

Konoka could still feel that tease around her body. Aside from how tightly she had bound herself, she had so little room to react to every touch. But at the same time, she could feel Star Gazer's emotions rub against her in an almost similar way those physical touches teased her. There was great joy in what Star Gazer was teasing her with, aided by the pleasure she herself felt, not obscured by her face or the sense of self-inflicted humiliation.

But the climax she'd been close to just moments ago seemed to hover out of her reach. Desperate to reach it, Konoka whined, trying to buck her hips. It was well timed, because she could feel Star Gazer guiding her now, making her rhythmically impale herself on that toy.

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