by Keith Trimm
“They have nothing on me,” she replied giggling her tits up and down.
“They have an eye witness and the gun,” another shouted.
“Go to cassidyrayne.com and sign up for a subscription!” she yelled back.
“Word is you don’t have a chance in hell!” another reporter yelled from the crowd.
“Don’t believe everything you hear,” she snapped back. She tried desperately to pull her skirt off and give the cameras a good view of her thong. It didn’t work, the guards were now pushing her through the crowd of reporters towards the main door. In a move only a dancer could pull off, she managed to bend over and give the crowd a nice butt shot. It was the best she could muster, but it was enough to feed her ego for a while.
The jury was out for four hours before returning their verdict. Cassidy, Henry, Edwardo and Dennis were all shuffled back into the courtroom along with a full gallery of attendees to hear the judge read it.
“In the case of Mrs. Linda Miller vs the State of Texas, for attempted murder, the jury finds you guilty as charged!” the judge read. The courtroom erupted in cheers and boos and Cassidy sunk her head into her hands in disbelief and despair. It was now the big house for her, for a long time. The judge now read her sentencing. “Due to the fact you shot a man, while lying in a hospital bed, I find your crime extra heinous, and I sentence you to twenty years without the chance for parole. You will be remanded to women’s prison to serve out your sentence.”
Women’s prison? Not again Cassidy thought to herself. She hated women, she hated the thought of the only sex she would ever get was prison pussy. She had been raped in a jail shower by two women in her past and didn’t want to ever go through that again. There must be a way out, but she had no idea. Locked in wrist and ankle cuffs, she was shuttled out of the courtroom and into an awaiting police car to be transported to prison.
Once in the patrol car, she asked the officer driving, “If I give you a blowjob, will you let me go?”
The officer turned around and looked at her like she was nuts.
“I give the best blow jobs, I’ve been doing it for eight years, and I’ve been in more than three hundred DVD’s.”
The officer remained silent.
“I once did a shoot for a DVD where I fucked a cop. He wasn’t a real cop, he was an actor, I knew him from a few friends that did porn.”
No reply.
“In the video the cop pulled me over for a traffic violation. I offer him a bribe and he takes it. I sucked him off and let him blow on my face. Do you want to blow on my face?”
“Ma’am,” the officer said. “Would you please be quiet?”
“I bet your wife doesn’t let you do that. Most bitches don’t give their husbands what they really want. They lay on their backs like they’re dead until you drop your load and fall asleep. I know how to make a man happy.”
“You need to keep your mouth shut lady,” the cop said.
“What? Are you gay?” Cassidy asked.
Still, no reply.
“I don’t like doing girl on girl porn, most women aren’t clean down there. I was once offered eight hundred dollars to do a lesbian threesome. I turned it down. Last thing I want is some women's twat in my face. Disgusting.”
“I like twat in my face,” the other officer replied.
Finally, she got a reaction. “If you let me up front, I can suck your dick,” she said.
“There is no room up here,” the officer replied.
“You can come back here.”
“Too tight.”
“Let’s pull over and we can do it on the car hood.”
“I don’t think so, my job isn’t worth a blow job.”
“A blow job? Do you know who I am? Getting a blowjob from me is like getting a blowjob from God. I get three hundred dollars from my private customers.”
“God makes three hundred dollars giving head?” the officer asked.
The patrol car headed down the street on its way to the highway where they would be at the prison by four pm. Cassidy looked out the window watching her freedom go away once again. This time it felt like it was the last time, until she felt a thump on the roof of the car and saw the ground getting smaller outside her window. She felt the car rise up and for a moment her stomach get queasy from the movement. It was car sickness of the worst kind.
“What’s going on?” she asked watching the two officers in the from seat scramble with their equipment.
“Hold on!” the driver yelled. “Something has us.”
“No shit! ”Cassidy yelled looking out the window. He tried to look up and all she could see was a huge silver football. “Fuck, not again,” She said.
“What are you talking about?” the cop asked.
“This happened once before,” Cassidy replied. “It didn’t end well.”
“What is going on? Who has us?”
“It’s an alien ship,” Cassidy replied.
“Are they going to kill us?”
“I doubt it, they’re more of the probe in the ass kind of aliens.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, long story.”
“What should we do?”
“Wait it out, it all depends on who’s got us.”
“What do you mean?”
“The ship has lots of different kinds of aliens on it, not all are the same, they are kind of like us.”
The alien ship continued to pull the patrol car up into the ship until it had consumed it like a marshmallow. The car was set on a hard surface and the cable was detached. The ship closed its doors and they were alone. Until they saw two figures walking towards them.
“Stay cool, let me do all the talking,” Cassidy said.
“Fine with me,” the driver said.
The two figures walked up to the car and ripped off the back door letting Cassidy get out. The two officers in the front sat still scared to death.
“Cassidy Rayne?” one of the aliens asked.
“Yes,” Cassidy replied.
“Come with us.”
“What about them?” she asked looking at the two officers cowering in the patrol car.
“Don’t worry, it’s almost lunch time.”
“What does that mean?”
“Come with us,” the alien said again waiting for Cassidy to follow.
Cassidy thought for a second, realized that she couldn’t help these two officers and decided to follow the aliens. She was in no condition, in shackles to save them.
Down long corridors they walked passing door after door until they came to one that opened when they approached. Inside was a nicely furnished apartment and a man sitting at the end of a couch sipping on a diet soda. He addressed his guest. “Hello Cassidy, how are you?”
Dressed in her orange jumpsuit and cuffs, she replied, “I don’t know, I was heading to prison, and I almost wish I was still heading to prison. Who are you?”
“My name isn’t important, what is important is that I have saved you.”
Cassidy looked around the apartment and wondered why this guy hadn’t asked her to sit down or offered her a diet soda.
“Have a seat, would you like a diet soda?” he asked.
She felt better now and had a seat. “I suppose I should thank you, but what do you have in mind for me?”
“As you can see, I am very well off. I have been a fan of yours for years, I own over one hundred of your DVD’s and I spank to them on a regular basis. My wife hates it, but she’s a fat cow. I cannot in good conscience see you rot away in prison.”
“You get the news up here?”
“I get more stations that I can stand, but I have been focused on your trial. At one point I planned on coming down and having a chat with the jury, but strong arming people usually never works. I waited until you were alone and snatched you up.”
“I see that,” Cassidy said taking a sip of diet cola.
“I have a room for you, do you want to see it?”
“I need to thin
k about this for a second. I realize that I was heading to prison, but isn’t this just a different prison?” she asked.
“Don’t think of this as prison, you have the run of the ship.”
“I still don’t see the difference, can you drop me off on Earth? Somewhere I can start over?”
Chapter 30
In the Bubble
“No really, can you drop me off?” Cassidy asked.
“Sorry, not right now,” the strange man asked.
“And what is your name, I can’t go around addressing you as nobody.”
“My name is Ed,” Ed said.
‘And who are you? What sort of alien are you? I know there are more than one kind here, it’s like a cruise ship for E.T.s”
Sipping on a mixed drink and puffing a cigar, Ed replied. “I’m human actually, I rent space on this ship.”
“Rent? I’ve never seen an ad for rental on a spaceship before.”
“They don’t place the ads in places normal people can find them. Anyway, I live here and so do you.”
“No, no I don’t, you need to get me back on the ground,” Cassidy replied getting pissed.
“You want to live in a eight by twelve foot prison cell complete with a stainless steel toilet and a cellmate that wants to bang you on a regular basis?”
“I understand prison, I don’t understand this. Plus they have guards and I have rights, here I’m some sort of pet.”
Ed got up and motioned for Cassidy to follow him. She didn’t. “Come on, I want to show you the room I made for you. It’s far better than any cold cell they would give you down there on the surface.”
“If you know anything about me, it’s that you can’t cage me up. I’m a free spirit, I do what I want, when I want.”
“You think you’ll have that sort of freedom in prison?” Ed asked.
“I would be running that place in a month,” Cassidy snapped back. “Here I have no control and I will not give up control, even for a nice bed.”
“I am disappointed Cassidy,” Ed said. “You never gave me a chance to tell you what else I had for you.”
Cassidy bit her lip and said, “Go on.”
“You can run your porn empire from up here, I can provide a full studio for you, assistants, and production personnel. You can have whatever you want. Not like those fuckers you worked with before. The ones who set you up.”
“How do you know about that?”
“I don’t, but it’s obvious that you are not the violent type they are making you out to be.”
“No, I shot the fucker, he pissed me off,” Cassidy shot back.
“Really? I’m surprised.
“I did it to silence him, I couldn’t afford to have my porn site shut down. He was getting too big of a head.”
“Where is your photographer now?” Ed asked.
“Don’t know, don’t care,” Cassidy replied.
“Well, for the mean time you will be living here with me. You can sleep in your room or on the couch, it’s up to you. If you want to continue your porn business on board, I can arrange that, I am very rich and have access to any production people I need. You decide and get back to me.”
“What am I supposed to do till then? Can you give me a phone so I can make some calls?”
“Not right now, you need some time to cool off.”
“Why do I have the feeling I’m going to be some sort of slave? You don’t want me as a slave. I get very angry when I don’t get to be the queen.”
“Would you like something to eat?” Ed asked.
“Yes, you have a Subway up here?” she asked.
“No, but my chef can make you a sandwich, just press that button on the wall anytime for service. You know they don’t have Subway in prison either.”
Cassidy sulked and internalized her rage. She wanted to scream out but knew it wouldn’t do any good. “Where are the windows?” she asked.
“You can’t have windows on a spaceship, they might break and let out all the air.”
“I can't live without sunlight, without a view of the sky and the trees. I will go crazy up here.”
“You can put up any picture on the view screen you want, you can have sunshine, and the sky. Hell, you can have kitties and bunnies for all I care,” Ed replied.
“Fuck your view screen, I need to be able to breath fresh air, not this recycled shit you have in here.”
“If I’m so free, let me out to take a look at the rest of the ship!” she barked.
Ed raised his hand and pointed at the door, “Be my guest, just remember what floor you’re on, I don’t want you to get lost. This is a very big ship.”
“What if I don’t come back?” Cassidy asked.
“You will,” Ed replied.
“What? You going to send some goons after me?”
“No, after eight, the lights go out, and so does the air. If you’re not back here by then you’ll suffocate.”
“Why do they do that?”
“Two reasons, one is to kill off any unwanted visitors, like rats or cockroaches that made their way onto the ship, and the other is to save energy. This ship has a huge solar collector on the side. It needs light to run.”
“What happens to me if I get caught out after eight? I mean what happens to my body?”
“The refuse collectors will jettison you back onto the Earth after being incinerated. Nobody wants to find a dead woman lying in their cornfield.”
Looking at the clock on the wall, Cassidy determined she had four hours before she had to be back. “What if I get lost? How do I get back? Are there people who will help?”
“I’m the only “people” on this ship. The rest are various alien species, not many are very friendly and you would be best to stay away from them.”
“In other words, stay here,” Cassidy said bowing her head in despair.
Ed walked over to Cassidy and put his hand on her shoulder. “Now, why don’t you sit down while I order you a club sandwich? We can spend some time and get to know each other.”
Cassidy, defeated, sat down so she could get Ed’s hand off her shoulder. “I want turkey, American cheese and real mayo on white bread. Black olives, tomatoes and onions on Italian bread.”
“Ok, I won’t remember half that but I’ll try, I’ll be back as soon as I can, do you want anything to drink?”
“Ice tea, lemon in a tall glass,” She replied.
Ed stepped out of the room leaving Cassidy alone in her thoughts. The room was very nice and looked like an expensive apartment. Maybe she could learn to like it up here. It’s better than a jail cell, she would probably have any clothes she wanted and could make the porn she wanted so badly. Then she realized as the only other human on board, her only choice for a sex partner was Ed, and being around sixty, short, bald and fat, he wasn’t that appealing. She picked up a tablet from the table and turned it on. She ran through the apps looking for something fun to do to keep her mind off her problems.
Then Ed returned with her sandwich and ice tea. “Good news, I have your first porn shoot lined up for today!”
Cassidy took the sandwich and iced tea and set them on the table. “With who? You?” she asked.
“No, I wish,” Ed replied.
“With who then? You’re the only other human on this ship besides me.”
“That’s the good news, I arranged for a crew to come up to the ship for the taping which includes someone I always wanted you to have sex with.”
“Do I have a choice in the matter?” Cassidy asked. “I like to choose my partners.”
Hurt, Ed replied, ”I didn’t think it mattered, I thought porn starts fucked whoever they were told to fuck.”
“That does happen to the newbies, but someone as experienced as me can pick and choose whoever I want. Who did you find?” she asked.
“I found a girl named “Acid Rayne” she used to be a big time porn star.” Ed said proudly.
“You’re kidding? That bitch tried to have me executed!”
“When she sees me she’s going to shit her pants. She thinks I’m dead. Where did you find her?”
“She was on a street corner selling pictures of her naked. She said she used to be a governor of somewhere and a big time porn star.”
Cassidy took a bite of her sandwich and shuffled in her chair. “Is she still fat?”
“No, she’s like anorexic looking, gots lots of loose skin hanging off her belly.”
“That’s fucking gross,” Cassidy said.
“No worse than your missing tooth,” Ed said.
“Fuck you!” Cassidy said standing and throwing her sandwich at Ed. “I’m not doing a shoot with that bitch. She’s probably into meth and lost all the weight. Are her teeth all yellow? Does she have any teeth?”
“Hey, they just sent me a phone pic, I didn’t do a full exam on her,” Ed replied.
“And that’s another thing, I don’t do women,” Cassidy spat like a snake.
“You’ve done women before,”
“Not very often, and they paid me a shit load to do it.”
Ed was now upset, almost depressed that he had put all this effort into this shoot just to please Cassidy and for what? The road to hell is paved with good intentions. “Will you give it a try?” Ed asked.
“You should know that as a real porn star, not that fake shit she was, that everyone I shoot with has to be tested for std’s within the last thirty days. If she looks like what you say she looks like, she isn’t going to pass any tests. I’ve shot over three hundred DVD’s and everyone I have ever been on set with has a lab sheet on file.”
“You know what? I went to a lot of trouble to set up this shoot. Damn it, you’re going through with it!” Ed yelled.
“I don’t fuck on command! I fuck when I want to fuck and there better be five hundred dollars on the table when I’m done.”
“I don’t think I like your attitude,” Ed barked back. “You’re going to fuck this woman just like I tell you or you’re going to be tossed off this ship, out the garbage shoot to the ground ten thousand feet below!”
Cassidy, feeling her back up against the wall came back fighting. “Nobody threatens me, I’m Cassidy Rayne. That bitch stole my last name because she was too fucking stupid to think of one herself. There is no way I’m fucking her and you can do whatever you please.”