Alone Among the Stars
Copyright© 2025 by Zero
Chapter 4
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Yaasa lives a life of solitude, piloting her small ship, the Dominion, through the shadowy edges of society as a courier. She is hiding from her past and the true sexual nature of herself. A truth that she is not willing to acknowledge. However when a job spirals out of control, she may have no choice but to rely on abilities that have caused her nothing but hardship.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Mind Control NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Space Humiliation Rough Exhibitionism Masturbation Sex Toys Squirting Big Breasts Violence
“Good afternoon Ms. Sadri” A sharply dressed man in his mid twenties greeted Yaasa as she stepped out of her ship. “My name is Gerard, with your permission I shall escort you to your car and then to the manor”
“Yes. Let’s be on our way.” she replied, her voice sounding confident.
Despite Gerard’s polite and professional demeanor, she noticed him looking her over and could even feel his gaze linger on her breasts. Despite her best efforts, she found herself blushing a little and hoped this would not detract from the confident and brash heiress role she was playing. In addition to the outfit she had bought, she was holding onto a small stylish silver clutch, and had done her hair up with a silver ornamental hair stick holding it up.
“Please, follow me,” Gerard gave her a smile and then headed off as she followed.
The spaceport, while well-made and luxurious, was not that big, understandable given that it was one of few on a small private planet. She also noted that there was not much security. This too seemed reasonable to her. The kind of people who generally visited these places had their own security and would not want people snooping around their business. As she walked through, she also made note of the route, just in case she needed to get back to the ship on her own.
As she moved, she could not help but feel nervous as well. Yes, she had spent a lot of time taking in all the information and practicing her new identity. But now that she was finally here, all dressed up and on her way to this party she had to fight to push down the pit that was forming in her stomach.
Soon they were outside in a wide area with many parked cars. Beyond that, she saw lush but well-maintained vegetation and a road leading out of the spaceport area. Other guests were arriving as well, being escorted by their own attendants to one of the waiting self-driving cars.
“How long is the ride?” she asked as Gerard walked towards one of the cars.
“About twenty minutes.” He replied.
As they came close to a car, a man approached them. “May I join you? I too am attending this party alone, but I would rather not sit alone in a car for twenty minutes” He asked. His voice was somewhat deep and masculine, but his tone was gentle.
Yaasa took a moment to observe the man who had approached them. He appeared to be in his early forties, with dark black hair neatly styled in a short cut. Clean-shaven, his square jawline, lightly tan complexion and brown eyes gave him a striking appearance. His well-fitting formal suit leaned towards a more traditional style, accentuating his lean but well-built frame. Standing about half a foot taller than her, she couldn’t help but find him attractive.
“Ummm, yeah sure” she found herself saying without thinking too much about it.
“Thank you, my name is Nicolaas Lensing.” he replied, extending his hand to shake hers. “A pleasure to meet you”
She stared at his hand as if she had been just asked to grip a sharp knife. It was only when a puzzled expression started appearing on his face that she quickly took his hand. Through the thin fabric of her outfit, she could feel the somewhat calloused hand as he shook hers firmly. “I’m Radwa Sadri.” she answered slowly, gathering her thoughts and remembering the alias she was using.
“After you” he gestured to the car with a smile as the door opened.
As she got into the car and moved over to the far end of the seat, Nicolaas followed, sitting on the other end as the door closed. The confined space suddenly felt charged with an unfamiliar tension, and her heart began to pound in her chest. She had never been in a situation like this before, stuck in such close quarters with a man, let alone one she found so inexplicably captivating. The luxurious interior of the car, with its tinted windows, plush seating, and dim mood lighting, only served to heighten the intimacy of the moment.
Nicolaas, for his part, seemed polite enough, maintaining a respectful distance even as his eyes occasionally drifted over her form. His gaze held a mix of appreciation and something else, something harder to define - a flicker of recognition, perhaps, or a hint of nostalgia that vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Given the revealing nature of her outfit, she couldn’t fault him for his interest, but there was a restraint in his demeanor that put her at ease, even as it intrigued her further.
As the car started moving, an extended silence settled between them. Finally, Nicolaas spoke, turning his body slightly towards her. “So, Ms. Sadri, what brings you to this party?”
“I, uh ... my dad, he was invited,” she replied, her voice a bit hoarse. She suddenly found her lips and throat dry. “But he couldn’t make it, so he sent me instead.”
He leaned forward to the side opposite the seating, where a small bar area held drinks and glasses. He poured some water and extended it to her. “Here, drink this.”
With a grateful nod, she took the glass and sipped. “Thank you,” she said, holding onto the glass, taking comfort in having something solid in her hands.
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