Victor Brandt
Copyright© 2009 by Autotheist
Prologue
Science Fiction Sex Story: Prologue - Millennia in the future mankind is much different then it is today, politically, socially, genetically; humans resemble their ancient ancestors only aesthetically. Join Commander Victor Brandt of the Imperial Navy as his life takes some unplanned turns. Story codes speculative and subject to change.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Mult Consensual Romantic Reluctant Coercion Slavery TransGender Science Fiction Space BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Harem Oral Sex Anal Sex Sex Toys Enema Violence
"You okay?"
Victor Brandt looked up at the officer who had interrupted his grim contemplation, "I don't know," he responded.
"You don't know?" he asked, "Well, what's the matter."
Victor handed over the PDA from which he had been reading the morning news just moments before, "That's the matter," he said softly.
Puzzled, the officer looked down at the little computer and after reading a few lines gasped, "Victor! This isn't good!"
Sighing, Victor nodded, "I have an appointment up at the personnel office at noon."
"Good luck," the officer said, shaking his head, "There have been purges over a whole hell of a lot less than this."
"Thanks Ed, but I'm not sure luck will be able to salvage anything for me." Victor said with a grimace.
Ed handed back the PDA and frowned in thought, "I'll make some calls; maybe we can mitigate some of the damage."
Victor gave his friend a weak smile, "I'd appreciate it," he said, then looking at his watch he added, "It's about time I got ready for my appointment."
Ed nodded and said, "Don't worry about the tab, I've got it."
Victor nodded his thanks. Getting up and putting on his jacket, he looked at the screen of the PDA one last time before pocketing it. Sometimes a little blue blood can make a man, he thought to himself, and sometimes it can break him.
"Captain Tens will see you now, sir, he's in the third door on the left," said the receptionist.
Victor raised an eyebrow and said, "Tens?"
"Yes, sir," the receptionist replied with a nod towards the office hallway.
Victor took the hint and ambled on towards the offices. Coming to the indicated door, he knocked.
"Come in," he heard.
"Hello, sir," Victor said, stepping into the office, "I didn't know you were in Personnel."
"Oh, I got transferred in a few months back, right after I made Captain," Tens said with a sour chuckle, "Didn't even have enough time to get a proper ship command under my belt."
Victor sat down nodding sympathetically, "Looks like I won't either, sir," he said, with a note of sorrow in his voice.
Captain Tens took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, thoughtfully, "I don't know, they can't really tie anything to you. He's just your cousin after all. You share a great grandfather. That's it, hell, the old Duke was a great man, a loyal man; there isn't anything wrong with your blood, not anything!"
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