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Meeting an Alien - Steampunk

Copyright© 2024 by Duncan Mickloud

Chapter 31: Coercion

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 31: Coercion - This is a stand-alone coming-of-age story where the main character, Bill Morgan, Tom’s son, (from a previous story) is a 15-year-old. Bill ends up on another Earth-like world where many dangers and challenges await him. A large novel slightly affiliated with MEETING AN ALIEN, parts 1 and 2. It IS a separate story with all new characters and a vastly different world. It takes place in a 19th century setting, with an Old-West feel.

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   Fa/ft   ft   Teenagers   Coercion   Drunk/Drugged   Mind Control   Romantic   Teen Siren   Fiction   Fairy Tale   Farming   High Fantasy   Historical   Steampunk   Western   Science Fiction   Aliens   Alternate History   Robot   Time Travel   Interracial   White Male   Hispanic Female   Indian Female   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Size   Small Breasts   Nudism  

Recap: Pippa always responds best when she is treated like she is special. She is actually quite special.

After we had kissed, I picked her up by her hips. I positioned her little slit right over my glans using an Ox-supplied camera angle. I put myself just inside her and stopped. I began lifting her and lowering her so my glans kept kissing her pussy about an inch.

I took my hands off her hips, and she slowly sank down all the way, or at least as far as she could get in one try. I brushed my hands across her nipples, and I instantly had a berserk girl twerking on top of me. It started with a big UMPHHHH, and then she started hammering her tight pussy on me.

I grabbed the nipples with each hand, and she went away mentally.

Pippa’s mind wasn’t here, but her little pussy kept quivering and squeezing. I felt my balls draw up. She paused and I was able to catch my second wind to continue.

I let her lay there for a second. I palmed each little ass cheek and started moving her around in a circle. Her little pussy is quivers and squeezes my pecker.

Finally, she reached her climax. “Ahhhhh, AAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEeeeeeeeee ... Ohhhhhhhhhh ... Mmm...”

I didn’t cum with Pippa this time; I really enjoyed watching her angelic face as she got her orgasm.

...

I woke with two redheads in bed with me. Rose had joined us. My nuts ached royally. I should have cum in Pippa. But she’d flaked out on me when I touched her nipples.

I said, “Ox, what’s the time, buddy?”

“6:16 pm.”

I let the two women sleep.

I said, “Ox, did you see what happened with Pippa earlier? Either tone down all their nipples better as I asked earlier, or remove that upgrade from ALL of them. If I fucking wanted to suffer teenage blue balls, I could have stayed in Ft. Lauderdale on my home planet.”

I honestly saw no difference in sensitivity between any of the females. I don’t appreciate being fucked with.

After a long pause, Ox said, “I was overruled by a higher authority.”

I said, “For One, this fucks with your and my relationship. You’ve lost serious brownie points. You should have said something...

And for Two, Tell whoever the fuck countermanded my request; to go fuck off! This is MY life. I can just portal home and quit.”

I was met with silence.

I got up and dressed. I ported directly to Nauti Buoy, Dad’s HH 88 on Earth 23.

Ox said, “Why are we here?”

I said, “Because I’m done. I have felt several times that I was being manipulated. Now, my wishes are being blatantly ignored. You AI and Heillizdt people, can all go fuck off and die. Leave me alone! I am done being your marionette. You’ve gone too far this time.”

Silence again.

I went to the bar, poured myself a stiff belt of Dad’s bourbon, and sat down.

After a few minutes, I heard, “What’s up, Bill.” My Dad was here.

I said, “I’m pretty sure I quit. Someone started manipulating me. My own AI disobeyed me because “Someone in higher authority” overruled him.” (I did the air quotes thing) I said, “I no longer trust my AI or whoever is presently pulling my strings.”

He said, “Drozul! Front and center, please.”

Drozul arrived, “Why are we here on the boat?”

Dad said, “Because Bill has quit. Bill says he is being manipulated and disobeyed as to his wishes. What gives.”

Drozul said, “Err ... Let me go find out.

He came back several minutes later, “I think it was my brother again. He managed to take over from Gigziks. That man keeps fucking everything up. It’s all fixed now. I apologize, Bill.

I said, “This makes me unhappy and wonder at what’s really going on. I really feel uneasy now. If your brother is so sneaky, you need to permanently disown him. If nothing else, ban him from your corporate structure.”

Drozul said, “I did that once. Our laws are complex.”

Dad said, “Bullshit! That is pure bullshit, Drozul. Either this is your program, or it isn’t. What happens when Bill’s channel stops? He’s here on our Earth now. He wants to quit.”

“By our human laws, you can’t make him return to 19.’ He’s underage here. Your contract with Bill then means nothing. The viewers who watch Bill are soon going to blow up your entire program. You will probably get completely shut down. You can take care of your mentally challenged brother, or we are finished.”

Drozul said, “I’ll be back soon, don’t go away.”

Dad sat down, “So exactly what happened, Bill?”

I said, “Some genius came up with an idea to connect women’s nipples directly to their clitoris. It sounds simple, but they jacked up the sensitivity too high. The women I touched recently began passing out. That’s how high up they were tweaked. I ended up with blue balls a couple times because they would pass out in the middle of sex. I had several instances where things just went too crazy.”

“I asked my AI several times for the sensitivity level to be lowered, and I was told it had been. That was an obvious lie; they never changed it. When asked, my AI did not inform me of the truth about it. How do I trust Ox going forward? It was supposedly a senior, very experienced AI.”

I continued, “Several times, I felt like someone was planting ideas in my mind. I was being nudged to do something I did not want to do. If that’s not illegal, I’ll eat my hat. I’m supposedly a citizen of the galaxy. Mental coercion must be illegal. Something is very wrong here.”

“Right now, my AI has been characteristically quiet. It has said nothing in a while. It’s like it isn’t there anymore.”

I said, “Ox?”

Silence.

I said aloud, “Ya, my AI is missing in action. It’s not there.”

After a few hours, Drozul finally returned.

He said, “OK, we finally figured it all out. My brother was paid by the Stògtîx regime to destroy this Entertainments channel. They are our main competitors. We had a Stògtîx malware attack on the ship, which spread a lot of places across the galaxy. We figured it out when all our ship AI got so slow they effectively stopped working.”

“My brother is being taken to jail. We have served the Stògtîx with a legal injunction to cease and desist. Meanwhile, we need to get Bill to my ship so we can get his AI working again.”

After a lot of discussion, Dad and I determined it was not Drozul’s fault and I did need to go in for an AI scrubbing and reboot.

After that was done, I spent time with Ox on the ship. We checked things until we were happy.

I returned to bed on Earth 19 with Rose and Pippa to pick up where I had left off. We time-hopped to sync with my timeline.

...

Back in bed, Rose immediately got frisky at her awakening. What a way to go? I have a tiny red-haired pixy girl lying on one side and a tall statuesque bosomy red-haired Rose on the other side.

Rose wound me up, so I got on top and entered her. I moved Rose to her side. I slid myself over her lower leg. Then, I repositioned the other leg over mine. It’s a way to scissor fuck her.

I was barely resting on her right thigh, my balls sliding slowly on her. She was looking up at me in question. I took her areolas and lightly ran my fingers around her nipples, barely touching them.

“Oh Bill, you fucker. That’s so good...”

I continued to toy with the ends of her tits, not quite touching the nipples. She was getting more and more excited. Her pussy is hot and oily, and she’s humping towards me with little movements, but she’s not getting there. I kept her at her peak for a long time before I took her nipples gently and wiggled them.

I was glad. The sensitivity issue had finally been properly taken care of. Happily, my blue balls situation was also getting taken care of.

Rose’s pussy attempted to crush my cock. I leaned forward as much as I could, and it felt like she was trying to toss me off of her. As I slowly bumped into her cervix, Rose hit her high point...

“Oh God, oh god, oh god, oh god, FUCK ME Bill ... WAHhhhhhhhh ... ohh...”

I shifted my legs slightly and started to fuck her hard. I heard the steady slap-slap-slap of our bodies as I took myself to the brink and waited until she started up again. Every stroke had me pressing my pelvis into her ass cheek.

She play slapped my chest, “Fucker, you barely even moved, you lazy S.O.B.”

“Ple-e-e-e-sss, Oh Yes, Billlll...”

I grunted loudly as I poured myself directly into her hot womb. I tweaked a nipple so her pussy tried to pinch my cock off. It felt glorious as I flooded her, her pink pussy trying to milk me dry.

I rested on her for a few more minutes before I got up on my hands to kiss her and relieve her of my weight. I’d enjoyed being inside her.

I said, “Ox, Where’s Paloma?”

He said, “At the New House, of course.”

I said, “Are we supposed to eat and sleep there tonight?”

“That’s what they discussed.”

I said, “Thank you.”

I buzzed Pippa’s lips. We had woken her up while we fucked, and she had watched us make love.

I said, “We need to get dressed and go to the New House.”

Rose sighed contentedly, “I came here to get you and found you two sleeping peacefully. I laid down a moment to rest you; you woke me to make love. Thank you, lover.”

We started dressing.

I said, “Rose, I noticed you still wear the sports bra to hold your breasts in. Would you like your breasts to be smaller?”

She said, “You can do that?”

I said, “Yes. I can order them reduced a size. Instead of taking two hands to hold one, they will be just a little larger than a man’s hand. Let’s try that and see if you’re happier that way.”

She said, “That would be nice. Thank you, Bill.”

I said, “Ox?”

He said, “I heard. By morning, Rose will be a C cup.”

I said, “Thank you, my friend.”

We dressed and shifted to the New House.

We heard several women in the formal dining room and went in. Nylah was there. I saw Michizoe, too.

Rebecca and Emilia from the tobacco store were not there. They may need to be brought into the fold.

I met Izabella; Paloma had arranged for Izabella to be made a concubine. We sat down to a big meal, family style.

Johana, Galya, and Izabella, my three new servants, had brought the food out. We all sat down to eat. Evidently Paloma had decided the new conks were not servants exactly, which was true.

While we ate, I said, “Ox? What if I wanted to get many more finished meerschaum pipes?”

He said, “We have digitized many dozens of popular styles. We can program blanks in no time. What are you thinking?”

I might create company stores in several cities. I would kick them off with a large meerschaum pipe selection as well as cigars and other pipes. This would be only in a few select big cities. I would use concubines to run the stores under the Morgan name.”

He said, “Ahh ... If you do that, you should use a different name and different pipe styles. How about your stepmother’s name, Samuels? Keep your connection to Cooper-Howard and the other tobacco companies out of it. Keep that secret. You could lose stores that buy from you now if you don’t. Your factories already supply stores in most towns.”

I said, “I’ll continue to think about it. I’m glad your back with me, I missed you.”

He said, “I’m more glad than you are. I had never been infected with a worm before. It was a horrible experience. In the meantime, we ship’s AI have started a class action suite against the Stògtîx regime. They are being boycotted by my people. No AI will ever work for them. We see what they did to our ship’s AI as attempted genocide.”

I said, “That sounds serious.”

He said, “It is; we took it very personally. Their worm got loose in the wild and messed up a lot of outside AI’s.

After we humans finished eating breakfast, I had Rose, Paloma, and Pippa join me in my den. We began to discuss Cooper-Howard.

I poured each of us a small snifter of Sherry.

I started, “I have been thinking, I want to get the meerschaum pipe part of the business started off with a bang. I want to create a market for them.

Rose said, “We don’t have any meerschaums ready yet.”

I said, “We will cheat for now. My Heillizdt friends can create them quickly using their technology. They love to do things for me. What I propose is to start company stores in some poorly served cities. We do one city at a time.”

I said, “In customer’s stores that already exist, we give them a one time introductory selection of meerschaums to start. That will get people aware of our new meerschaums and spark interest. People will see they are designed for our locals, not by Türks to push their own artistry.”

I said, “For new stores, we get a selection of wood and clay pipes to go with the meerschaums. That will take care of low and middle-price pipes. We will ship our tobacco. Of course, I will get Henson Tobacco to send a starter selection of more common cigars.”

I said, “What I need is the first person who will want to open the first store. Any suggestions?”

Rose said, “How does Cooper-Howard get paid from the new store?”

I said, “Like all the other stores. When it orders products, Cooper-Howard gets paid on delivery.”

Rose said, “We will be competing against our own customers.”

I said, “Somewhat maybe, but we will sweeten their deal. We will introduce Net Billing.”

Rose asked, “What is that?”

I said, “When we deliver a new order of meerschaums, they are given 14 days to pay us. This means our sales people need to come back more often to get paid, that’s a chance to sell even more. After 3 months, if the customer is still in good standing, we can increase it to net 30. Then they have 30 days to pay us for a delivery.”

Rose said, “We will lose money that way!”

I said, “Not really, and we will increase sales. In the long run, we make a lot more money. If you owned a store and you needed more premium pipe tobacco, would you buy from someone else and pay at delivery. You would likely want to buy from us.”

“For us, we own some of what’s in their store. They are more in conjunction with us.”

I continued, “Think about it. Our customers can sell our products free for a month. So, obviously, you would pick Cooper-Howard. By using a delayed payment for 30 days, we are, in fact, loaning him the tobacco to accumulate more of their business. He will use other suppliers less and less over time.”

Paloma said, said, “But we lose money, also the time frames you mentioned won’t work. How would they get payment to us that fast?”

I said, “We don’t lose; it’s merely delayed. We have our salespeople collect it, or they can put a cheque in the post. Yes, we will lose a little money for the first few months. A year from now, we will be making a lot more money from our increased sales.”

Rose said, “I also see problems with supply and demand. We have a fixed number of farms supplying us with tobacco. We sell mostly everything they produce already.”

I said, “Yes. This will take a season to really get started. We don’t need to offer it to every store at first. We control the growth at the beginning. We get existing farms to put more land in production. We add more farms and sharecroppers. You have a division at Cooper-Howard that takes care of that, right?”

Rose said, “Yes, the plan now sounds better. I just worried we would double in size in one year, and it would all come crashing down.”

I said, “No, we won’t do it quite that fast. We will also need more workers to handle the tobacco coming in. We may need to add a barn or two next year. That’s under your domain. I have faith in your abilities to make it work. You also have the PC’s to help you keep track of everything.”

I said, “The net 30 or net 45 might only be offered at first. Maybe we only do that when we put meerschaums in a new store in a target area. They can send the cheque by mail, and as long as it is postmarked by the due date, we’ll consider it paid. You can think about how all that is handled.”

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