Pandora's Son

by Ka Hmnd

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, Consensual, .

Desc: Science Fiction Sex Story: The son of a famous holo vid star walks away and must find a new home and make a living. A chance meeting with a homeless girl leads to more than friendship. It also helps him find his way and create a future hunting those with a bounty. When terrorist take his mother hostage it is time to call in favors and take action.

My mother became a holo vid star at a very young age. I guess she was following in her mother’s footsteps. I never had that problem and avoided it. Angelina Rachel Pandora was mother and she has been one of the most famous actresses in the human galaxy systems. She was also very ... easy.

She had me at a very young age and I was pulled around with her from system to system. I knew emperors and kings, princes and presidents. My teachers have been ... different than most. One was the best thief known, of course he was retired ... sort of. There have been professors and assassins, special operation soldiers and spies.

I even had a queen teach me to dance and a concert master teach me to play music. What I did not have was a real mother. She was really not there and most of my life I was alone. I did have the teachers or nannies when I was young. Once I was twelve that stopped and I had to take care of myself and either go places for classes or screen those coming to me.

I have stopped stalkers and crazy fans that broke into one penthouse or another. There were even a few con men and thieves. Plus the want to be boyfriends and self important men or women calling themselves producers. Since I turned sixteen I was always going to some wild party to bring my mother home.

My day started with catching a fan climbing onto the balcony of my mother’s suite. Then there was the stalker at noon that broke in through the front door. In the afternoon I had a tabloid reporter con his way past the building security. On the good side I finished a series of crash courses to earn a degree.

Mother came home early and announced we were going to a very fancy and expensive restaurant to eat. Of course the walk from the vehicle to the entrance had dozens of people taking vids and yelling questions, or in a few cases proposals. We were almost to the door when a young looking man strode to us with a bodyguard.

He gestured towards me, “get rid of the punk.”

The guard reached for me and my left hand snapped up. It caught the bodyguard’s hand and the thumb applied pressure and I twisted it. He shifted as I began to step and kicked across and broke his far knee. When the foot came down I struck out into his sternum. He went flying back and crashed to the ground and rolled.

I turned and took another step as the asshole looked at me with his mouth open before gasping, “I am...”

I caught his shirt and struck up and into his gut three times before yanking him to the right. I shoved and he went down, “a pathetic actor? Maybe you meant you are a drug addict with a couple of dozen regen treatments to many?”

I shook my head, “I do not know what is worse. Your lousy acting or all the directors that use that AI holo program to redo ninety five percent of your scenes.”

I glanced at mother when she hissed and gestured. I knew the newies would grab this and roast the asshole. She started walking and I went with her, “that was not called for.”

I snorted, “he sent his bodyguard after me so yes it was.”

From the first moment we were escorted across the room to a table I knew it was going to be one of those places. Anyone that was someone was here and just from the look of the food I saw I was not going to like it. My mother, like always ordered for me as if I were still I little kid. Like always she never asked about my day and started talking about what she did.

When the waiter brought the meal I looked at the four tiny pieces of something I could not identify on the plate, “what is this?”

He smiled politely, “your meal.”

I looked at my mother and she gestured but I growled and picked up the plate. I held it out and to the side before turning it over and dropping it, “I do not eat dog treats.”

The man stiffened and mother hissed, “James Pandora you apologize.”

I looked at the floor and snorted, “not for this. Whoever your chef is, they are incompetent or morons. Only an idiot would think that was a meal.”

My mother leaned forward, “you are going to pay for it.”

I looked at her, “I did not order it.”

She growled, “no I did and I expect you to act grateful. Do you know how much I gave up to...”

I sighed and stood and tossed the linen on the table, “you always remind me mother.”

I looked at her and ignored everyone around us, “perhaps it is time I returned the favor. I am not a doll or favorite plaything you can put back in the box. I am your child, not that you have any idea what being a real mother means. You are right that you have given me everything, including stalkers and other people that have attacked and threatened me.”

I smiled slightly as I straightened, “goodby mother.”

I spun and started walking and she stood, “James!”

I kept going and she yelled again as I walked out. I flagged down the first public vehicle I found. First I went home and tried to think of what I was doing and where I was going to go. When I got home I did not waste time and packed my travel float. I changed before I left and used the maintenance lift.

Six blocks and I was in a side alley and looking for someplace to rest and think. Homeless people were all around as I stopped beside a wall. I smiled at a teenage girl and looked at three nasty looking guys moving toward me. They spread out and one grinned as he looked at the travel float, “we will take that off your hands.”

I shook my head, “no.”

He flicked his wrist and I saw the blade of a knife, “I think we will.”

I took a step, “you just made a mistake.”

He laughed and that was when I struck. I slid in and caught his knife hand in my right hand and twisted. I brought my left down and he screamed as I broke his arm. I let him go as I stepped and snapped a kick straight out and into the groin of another man. He folded as he went back and down and rolled around on the ground.

I turned and moved to the last man as he shoved a hand into his pants and started to pull out a pistol. I caught his hand and pushed as I twisted, “pull the trigger.”

He struggled and I shoved and pushed, “at this range it will blow your balls off.”

He yelled and released the gun and I brought my knee up. He was lifted off his feet and screamed before I pulled the pistol out. I let him fall as I turned and pointed the pistol at the first man. He was pulling another pistol and froze. He licked his lips as he let the pistol fall, “we can...”

I lifted it and aimed, “I aim going to count to three and then shoot you. One ... two...”

He rolled, leaped to his feet and started running. I kicked the other two and they struggled up to follow the first man. I bent to pick up the other pistol and set both on my travel float, “morons.”

I looked around to see everyone looking at me. I blushed and caught the leash of the float, “I think I will find someplace else.”

Before I reached the mouth of the alley the girl was walking beside me. She looked my age or maybe a little younger. She grinned, “so where are you going?”

I looked up at the dark clouds, “someplace dry.”

She snorted, “good luck.”

I stopped and looked around as I kept thinking. With all my teachers ... I grinned, “I know where I am going and it will be dry and warm.”

I started towards the next tram station and she hurried to catch up. We went down and I stopped at the tram token machine. I used my comp and blocked the vid as I hacked and two plastic cards were spit out. I handed one to the girl and kept the other, “it is an unlimited travel card.”

We used them to enter the station and go down to the platform. She glanced around as we went to stand by the edge where the tram would stop. Ten minute later it arrived and we boarded it and took it into the center of the city. I still had to pull the travel float a block before I went into the lobby of a business.

We took the maintenance lift to the basement and then used the underground walk across to the public parking. From there I led Tyra to another set of doors into the main court building for the city. I led her down instead of up and hacked the lock into the sub basement. From there we went to one of the four maintenance and utility rooms.

I hacked the lock and closed the door after we were in. I used the maintenance comp to add both of us to the building access off the books. Next I showed Tyra how to use the comp to locate all the maintenance workers in the building. We used the maintenance lift all the way to the top floor.

From there I had to climb a ladder and then pull my float up and into the attic. I led the way around to the only bathroom up here and parked the float. I looked at Tyra and my cock got hard before I pulled her into the bathroom. I pointed to the shower, “strip and get in the shower.”

She looked at me with wide eyes, “with you here?”

I caressed her dirty face, “you know I am going to fuck you. Wash and I will lick your pussy first.”

She grinned and began to strip, “well if you are going to lick my pussy...”

I laughed and sat to watch and then went out to my float. I found soap and a towel and came back. She kept looking out at me and I gave her the soap and held up the towel. It was a long time before she got out and I dried her. I wrapped the towel and picked her up and left her filthy clothes on the floor.

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