The Seductress of Andromeda

by Callista Hawkes

  Leave the android in the street

  Bring her with you and take your chances

  You owe the mysterious blonde android and you’re not about to abandon her in the street. Weary from carrying her weight, you climb slowly up the steps to the platform, reaching it just as the sleek tubular shape of the train thunders into the station. It slows to a halt and the doors hiss open. You draw a few curious glances from the other passengers as you carefully drop the blonde android into the seat next to you. You grin sheepishly and sit down next to her. The train pulls out of the station, picking up speed until it is streaking towards the bright lights of Xanadu city centre. Just as it draws closer, you see two police officers step though from the next car.

  “We’re looking for a lone human male.” You overhear one murmur to the other. “He’s probably gone into hiding, but despatch wants us to sweep the train just in case.” You draw the inert blonde to you, her head lolling against your shoulder and glance warily at the approaching police officers. Your heart thumps in your chest as they reach you, pausing next to your seat.

  “Ma’am, are you okay?” One of the officers asks, peering at her face.

  “My wife never could take her drink.” You chuckle. “I’m trying to get her home before she’s wearing her dinner.” The officer regards you coolly for a moment that feels like an eternity.

  “Very well sir. Get home safe.” They continue their sweep of the train car and you breathe a sigh of relief.

  A few minutes later, the train arrives at the spaceport and you carry the blonde through the terminal. You draw a few more curious glances, but your embarrassed grin successfully prevents anyone from actually challenging you. You step out onto the landing pads and make your way through the bustle of the spaceport with ships taking off and landing all around you. The noise is deafening, but at least the rain seems to have eased off. You grin as you see the familiar shape of the Eclipse. You reach into your pocket with your free hand, fumbling for your handset. After remotely lowering the boarding ramp you hurry onto your ship.

  Continue

  You’re not going to get sentimental about a damn android. Certainly when you’re looking at a stretch in Titan prison if you’re caught. You carefully drop her down on the side of the street, propping her up against the wall of a boarded up office building. You feel a pang of guilt as you give her a final glance, her blonde hair plastered against her head by the teeming rain. Still, she may well be found and recharged by someone else shortly. You hurry up the steps of the station, stepping onto the platform just as the sleek tubular shape of the train thunders in. It slows to a halt and the doors hiss open. You step onto the train and sit down, already feeling anonymous amongst the other passengers on the train. The train pulls out of the station, picking up speed until it streaks towards the bright lights of Xanadu city centre. Just as it draws closer, you see two police officers step though from the next car.

  “We’re looking for a lone human male.” You overhear one murmur to the other. “He’s probably gone into hiding, but despatch wants us to sweep the train just in case.” You self-consciously pull your collar up and hunch down in your seat, staring out into the night as the police officers slowly walk down the car, scrutinising each and every passenger. Your heart thumps in your chest as you hear their footsteps approach before stopping next to your seat.

  “Sir, I need to see some ID and carry out a search of your person.” One of the officers addresses you. Your heart sinks and you glance up. The second officer is behind him, his eyes gazing warily at you, his hand on his holstered pistol. You sigh and get slowly to your feet, hoping the gemstones in your pockets are small enough to avoid detection. As the first officer pats you down, his hands pause on your pockets. He nods to his partner who immediately draws his weapon and trains it on you.

  “Sir, I’m placing you under arrest for the theft of the contents of a safe deposit box from Xanadu city. You have the right to remain silent…” As he continues your Miranda rights, you hardly hear him, your mind reeling as you contemplate several years of imprisonment in Titan prison.

  THE END

  Go back a few moments and rethink your actions

  You grin, enjoying the irony of making your escape from the pursuing police in their own ship. You hurry towards the sleek vessel and bundle the blonde android inside before squeezing into the pilot’s seat. Relieved to find the ship’s systems operational, you quickly study the controls before lifting off. In the driving rain, visibility is poor and you hover for a moment above the crumbling nightclub, before getting your bearings. You fire the thrusters and streak back towards the space port.

  As you close on the bright lights of the sprawling spaceport, you are ignored and unchallenged by the port controllers, the Titan police apparently given carte blanche to come and go as they please. You grin, manoeuvring close to the Eclipse and setting down next to it. You climb back out into the rain and swiftly lower the boarding ramp, slinging the dormant android over your shoulder and hurrying inside your ship.

  Continue

  Dropping the android into the co-pilot’s seat, you climb into your seat and swiftly make ready to leave. You raise the boarding ramp and fire the boosters, the engines roaring as the bulky freighter rises into the night. You increase thrust and swiftly climb into the sky, leaving the lights of Xanadu behind you. You nervously study the scanner, searching for any sign of pursuit. The haze of the terraformed atmosphere fades away to be replaced by the inky black of space and the huge orb of Jupiter. The gas giant, its streaks of various shades of brown interrupted only by the famous giant red spot fills the heavens as you reach orbit. You plot a course and slingshot around Titan before you lean back in your chair, exhaling as you finally relax. You glance across as the corpse-like blonde sitting stiffly next to you. In your hurry to escape the moon, you had almost forgotten about her. You set the autopilot and carry the inert android back to your cabin. You drop the beautiful android woman onto your bed and pull a charging cable from the ship’s power point. You glance at her grubby body and knit your eyebrows, wondering where the hell her power inlet is. She may not be human, but she looks close enough that you’re not about to feel around her unconscious body, so you reach behind her head and switch her on. Her eyes glow for a moment, flicking rapidly around the unfamiliar surroundings before settling on you.

  “Where’s your power inlet?” You ask her, brandishing the charging cable jack.

  “My arse. 19 seconds until total power cell exhaustion.”

  “Your arse?” You reply.

  “Yes my arse.” She replies tersely. “14 seconds.”

  “Where?” You ask, rolling her onto her front, pulling her dress up and studying her bare buttocks.

  “Up my arse!” She snaps. “6 seconds!” You shrug and jam the charging cable jack up between her buttocks. It clicks into place.

  “Charge at one percent and climbing.” She murmurs, her relief palpable. She turns her head towards you. “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.” You smile, gazing down at the bizarre sight of what outwardly appears to be a beautiful blonde woman with a power cable jammed between her fleshy buttocks.

  “No doubt some robotics engineer’s idea of a joke.” She smiles, reaching behind herself and waggling the cable. “No wonder those geeks had to manufacture women.”

  “How long have you been dormant?” You ask.

  “According to my system clock, just over eight years.” She replies. “I’m just glad you found me when you did. I’ve been on standby for years to conserve power, but I was down to less than one percent charge. Even on standby, another couple of weeks and I’d have lost power completely. All my memories and experiences would have been lost. My system would have rebooted to default settings. I would have no longer been me. To a self-aware A.I. that’s death.”

  “Well, I should be thanking you.” You tell her. “You saved my arse back there with the police. My name’s Trent by the way.”

  “Vanessa.”
The blonde replies. She reaches back and tugs the power cable out of her arse. “I’m up to ten percent charge. Enough to keep me going for a week. I’ll get a full charge later.” She gets to her feet and glances at a mirror on the wall. “Ugh, I’m filthy.” She comments, brushing the dust from her limbs. “I need a shower.” She grasps the hem of her grimy silver dress and yanks it up over her head. You blink in surprise as her slender body is revealed to you, her flawless skin smooth and lightly tanned. Your eyes linger on her pert breasts and as she turns towards the shower, her shapely buttocks. “Care to join me?” She smiles over her shoulder before stepping into the cubicle.

  Join her in the cubicle

  Maybe another time

  “Tempting, but I’ll have to decline… for now.” You grin. “Get freshened up and finish charging. I’ll see you in a little while.”

  “Suit yourself.” She shrugs, closing the frosted glass shower door and switching it on. You tear your eyes away as she begins to lather soap over her firm breasts and make your way back to the cockpit. As you check the instruments, your thoughts turn back to the heist. With Grimm out of the picture, who will be your enforcer? Your mind flits back to the efficient manner in which Vanessa dispatched the three police officers. Perhaps you already have one…

  A few hours later, you check in on your passenger. You step into your cabin and are taken aback at the vision of beauty before you. She was attractive covered in dust and grime, but cleansed, she is absolutely stunning. She looks up as you enter and smiles at you, straightening her silver dress. You swallow and try to keep your mind on the job at hand.

  “Look Vanessa, you’re pretty handy in a fight.” You tell her. “I have a job coming up I might be able to use you for.”

  “Oh?” She replies, raising an eyebrow. You explain the heist and her role in it.

  “You’ll have a cut, same as everyone else we’ve hired.” You tell her. “You’ll be able to start a new life somewhere. I hear the rules on artificial intelligence out on the rim are somewhere between ambiguous and non-existent.” She raises an eyebrow and purses her lips, seemingly deep in thought. You wonder if it is pure theatre on her part and her computer mind coldly weighed up the decision in terms of variables and probabilities and came to a conclusion in perhaps a thousandth of a second.

  “Very well.” She finally smiles. “I accept.”

  “Excellent.” You grin. “I’ll lay in a course for the rendezvous right away.”

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  “Sounds good.” You grin, quickly shedding your clothes and following her into the cubicle. She switches on the shower, the head hissing as it sprays warm water over both your naked bodies. Steam rises up around you both, fogging up the glass enclosure.

  “Ah, a good hot shower!” Vanessa smiles, closing her eyes and tilting back her head, the spray splashing off her upturned face. She reaches up, running her fingers through her long blonde hair. The cascading warm water swiftly washes away the dust and grime and she looks quite radiant. Her eyes open and she reaches for you, running a hand down your muscular chest before turning her back to you. “How about you scrub my back?” She purrs.

  “And I thought you were the one programmed to serve.” You chuckle, already lathering up your hands. You reach out and begin to rub the soap into her shoulders, carefully working it into her soft wet flesh.

  “Mmm, that feels so good.” Vanessa groans. “You have the hands of an artisan.”

  “You have no idea.” You murmur, leaning forward, your lips brushing her ear. She giggles and pushes back slightly. You stifle a gasp as her buttocks nudge the tip of your hardening cock. Your hands slide lower, gliding over her wet skin. As you reach the tops of her buttocks, you slide them back up to her shoulders and begin to work the soap into each arm. She pushes back against you again, your cock pressing against the small of her back. This time, you cannot suppress a groan. She chuckles sexily. Your soapy hands reach around her waist, pausing on her flat, toned stomach.

  Slide a hand down between her legs

  Slide your hands up to cup her breasts

  You slide your hands up, cupping a breast in each hand. Vanessa murmurs her approval as you begin to massage them, your soapy fingers slipping easily over her soft, wet mounds. You can feel her nipples hardening, pressing into the palms of your hands.

  “That feels nice.” She purrs. “You seem to know your way around a woman.”

  “I should think so.” You grin, trapping her nipples between your thumb and forefingers and gently teasing them. “I’ve worked hard to perfect my technique.”

  “You dog!” She chuckles before turning to face you and looping her arms around your neck. You lean into her, your lips pressing to hers and kissing her passionately. Your hardened cock throbs, aching for attention. You slide your hands back up to her chest and continue to caress her breasts, lathering soap into them.

  “You know, I think they might be clean by now.” She purrs as the shower water washes away the suds. “Perhaps we should concentrate on you instead.” She reaches for the soap and lathers her hands with it before working her hands down your chest. Her hands work across your broad, muscular chest before slowly working their way downwards. Vanessa bites her lower lip, her blue eyes flicking towards the bulbous head of your cock as it flexes and strains, desperate for stimulation. Her hands work down past your navel, skirting around your engorged shaft and down to your thighs. She squats before you as her hands work lower, sliding between your legs and beginning to work back upwards. A gasp escapes your lips as her fingers brush against the underside of your sack. She giggles and cups it in one hand, gently teasing your sensitive balls. Her other hand slides up to your shaft and you let out a groan as she finally takes it in her grasp.

  “This definitely needs a thorough clean.” Vanessa smiles up at you as her soap covered hand glides up and down your length.

  Suggest she takes it into her mouth

  Drag her out of the shower and enter her

  Guide it to her cleavage

  “Your tits are looking pretty soapy. Why not clean it with those?” You slyly suggest, arching an eyebrow.

  “Sounds fun.” Vanessa chuckles, moving her chest closer and guiding your cock into her cleavage. She cups her breasts, pressing them together and trapping your shaft between them. You groan at the sensation of her soft, fleshy mounds pressed against your straining shaft. You begin to thrust through them, her breasts lubricated by the soap. Vanessa gazes down at her cleavage as the head pushes through again and again.

  “You like that?” She purrs, glancing up at you. “You like the feel of my tits wrapped around your cock?” You nod enthusiastically, her dirty talk elevating your excitement. You can feel your heart thumping in your chest as you rock your hips back and forth, driving your shaft through her cleavage.

  “You going to give me a pearl necklace?” She adds, her blue eyes gazing deeply into yours. “I think I’d like that. I’d like to see your thick come splash all over my skin, feel it trickle down my body.” You groan, your balls tightening as the combination of the sensation and sight of your cock between her firm breasts together with her filthy words has you rapidly approaching your climax.

  “You’re close aren’t you?” She grins broadly, releasing your cock from her between her breasts and presenting them to you. “Come for me Trent, cover me with your seed!”

  Come on her breasts

  Come in her mouth

  “Perhaps you should use your mouth?” You reply, returning her smile. Vanessa’s blue eyes widen at your boldness.

  “You do, do you?” She chuckles sexily, dropping to her knees before you. She pulls your cock towards her and slowly licks it from root to tip. You groan with pleasure as her warm tongue flicks over the bulbous head, collecting the bead of pre-come that stubbornly clings to it despite the spray from shower. She slides her tongue back down to the root, her eyes glinting mischievously before gently lapping at your balls.

  “Suck it.” You groan. “Please,
suck my cock!”

  “Well, as you asked so nicely…” Vanessa murmurs, pulling your cock to her lips and engulfing the head. You moan thickly as her lips slide back and forth along your length, enthusiastically pleasuring you. While one hand slowly strokes your shaft, you watch her slide the other down between her thighs. She begins to work her fingers at her slit, the blonde clearly as aroused as you are. As Vanessa finds a rhythm, sucking and slurping noisily on your cock, you reach down, running your fingers through her soaked blonde hair. Her head bobs back and forth, moaning happily as she teases her clitoris. The vibrations from her lips travel along your shaft and make your balls tingle. Your pulse races with excitement as the beautiful blonde continues to pleasure you. Again, you have to remind yourself that she isn’t a real woman, but she seems so incredibly natural. The way she shifts her weight slightly on her knees, as if to remain comfortable, the way she varies her rhythm as she pleasures you, or the way she occasionally combs the loose strands of her hair behind her ears. She is utterly convincing and your arousal is absolutely as genuine as any breathless liaison with a human woman.

  “That feels incredible!” You moan, Vanessa’s skilful technique making your balls churn as you feel your climax building. The sight of her hand working frantically between her legs heightens your excitement. You feel like you are moments away when she abruptly pulls her lips from your cock and gasps, her body bucking before you as her fingertips bring her to her own climax. She gazes up at you, her lips pouting with each joyful pulse, her body shuddering with pleasure. Her little breathless pants of ecstasy trail off and she relaxes before flashing you a blissful smile.