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defiance against her onslaught of thrusts until at last
he could take it no more. Aevie felt herself lifted slightly as Joe
rose up on his hips and she cried out ecstatically as his cock
tightened and she experienced the sensation of his long and urgent
ejaculation inside her, his orgasm filling her entire pussy and
running out between her legs as she let forth with a second
juddering climax of her own. When it was done she fell upon him,
smothering his face with kisses before frantically untying him so
he might roll over on top of her and ravish her neck.
    Afterwards they
lay together, she curled up in his arms, lazily running her finger
up and down his freshly whipped chest. “Just think,” she whispered.
“This time in two months we’ll have a Class Two Freighter of our
own.”
“That’s if the orestone pays out as it should,” replied Joe warily.
“I wasn’t sure about the guy who sold it to us. I wasn’t sure about
him at all.”
“It’ll be fine,” said Aevie dismissively. “The guy was just a
little rough around the edges; that was all. And besides, the
orestone seemed perfectly alright to me.”
“We’re hardly experts,” muttered Joe.
“You worry too much,” laughed Aevie.
“I have reason to worry,” replied Joe. “Dildone isn’t the sort of
place where you want to be making any mistakes.”
“Hush,” said Aevie gently. “Don’t make me start your whipping all
over again, Joe. Now I’m going to tell you for the last time:
everything is going to be fine. We’re going to get to Dildone and
well have the money and be gone within the hour, then afterwards
you’ll be a fully-fledged pilot because you’re going to ace your
exams and that is all there is to it. Now kiss me.”
    The planet of Dildone was basically just a single vast desert
with the odd oasis scattered around from which the cities had
sprung up. Most of the population lived in the capital city of
Aralia which was situated in the northern hemisphere. The planet
had been colonised one thousand years ago by the exiled tribes of
Greyridge and the capital city was surrounded by thick,
impenetrable stone walls which shielded it from the sun, and from
the darker elements without. The city comprised some two million
people and what was more remarkable was that it consisted, more or
less of one single, sprawling edifice; a labyrinth of courtyards,
walls, gardens, tunnels, passages, alleyways, streets, orchards,
rooms, houses and manors all tacked on to a massive central palace
which rose above it all, its turrets gleaming in the sweltering
desert sun and its fountains brining a cool relief to the
unrelenting heat. Only the southern part of the city was free from
the edifice, where an underground spring broke forth from the
ground and flowed along the earth, turning dead desert to fertile
meadow, which the human inhabitants had in turn transformed into
crops and pasture land.
    Around the capital city there was nothing; nothing but orange
desert and sprawling sands and rocks. Or so it seemed. For there
were caves too, in which dwelt Dark Animals and mysterious beasts,
and tiny patches of scrubland where primitive tribes eeked out a
living amidst the harsh wilderness. If one were to travel mile upon
mile upon mile, across the desert, along one of those four Great
Roads which sprawled out of Aralia like tentacles, one would find
other, smaller kingdoms - Blackcavern, for example - also known as
the Kingdom of Rocks to the west; to the north there was Portlivery
- also known as the Kingdom by the Sea, to the East Snowmountain -
also known as the Cold lands. All these kingdoms, and others too -
were vassals of Aralia - had been conquered by that city during the
Great war of the Continents some three decades ago.
    At the same moment as Aevie and Joe were enjoying their
passionate embrace upon their freight ship a great festival was
taking place across the entire planet, at which representatives of
the vassal kingdoms were required to make their