Perverts 'R' Us
A Commodities Epic - Part 1: The Commodities Broker
By Loki925 ( SciFi, M/g, nc )
This is a work of pure fiction and does not resemble anything or anyone in reality, whatever that may be.
Part 1: The Commodities Broker
My name is Le Lak. I am a commodities broker from the Alpha Centauri star system. I have been sent to the Milky Way galaxy to establish trade with a backward planet called Earth. We have been monitoring this planet for centuries, but it is only recently that we have come to believe that the humanoids of this planet will never get along. I am on a standard trading ship. It is manned by a dozen absolutely loyal androids. The cargo portion of the ship has space enough for 100,000 commodity units. The ship has all the weaponry I need to do anything I deem necessary to set up a trading post on the planet they call Mars.
I order the computer to 'de-cloak the ship and land on the planet called Mars.' After the ship lands, I send the following broadcast to the planet called Earth: "People of Earth. My name is Le Lak. I come from the Star system you call Alpha Centaur. We are a peaceful race and wish to trade with you. I will meet with the leaders of the following countries, The United States, Russia, Japan, Germany and England at what you call the United Nations in five days time. We do not wish to speak with any other nation. We require an answer on this frequency within twenty-four of your hours. Please respond. I would dislike using the power of this ship to force you to respond. "
As the computer anticipated, the first response I receive is from the country called China. I order the computer to send the standard electro-destruct pulse at the country called China. The pulse destroys every thing electronic or electric throughout the entire country. They will be in darkness for some time. I did warn them.
France is the second country to respond. I order the computer to destroy the city called Paris, after first salvaging a few hundred useful commodities from the place. Again I did warn them, and they did not heed my lighter warning to China. After my miniscule demonstration of power, I receive responses from the five nations.
The meeting at the United Nations goes as expected. I collect 100,000 commodity units. I order the cargo portion of my ship to return the cargo to Riza, the central commodity planet.
Now it is time for me to enjoy my bonus. Here she comes now, such a beautiful commodity. She is one of those salvaged from Paris. Perfect in every way, her blond hair is glowing. Her blue eyes are radiant. Her flat chest is alluring. She has two small holes between her legs, they are perfect for my own two large organs. Her nine-year-old brain has been pre-programmed to accept anything I wish to do to her.
"Come child, suck my organs." Her brain receives my orders in her language, French.
She is slightly bashful, I like that.
She moves slowly towards my large orange body.
"Suck the top one first." I ask.
She hesitates, I like that too.
She puts her small mouth over my top organ. She takes about two inches of my hard large top organ into her nimble mouth. Her white skin clashes delectably with my large orange top organ.
Her sucking motion is awkward at first, but the pre-programming takes over, and she uses all the strength her tiny mouth can muster to suck my hard, large orange top organ. She is doing a wonderful job. I feel my three large seminal factories begin to work. Soon my hard, large orange top organ will shoot my dark spume into her tiny mouth. My spume is bitter-tasting, so I have been told.
"Suck it hard, child." I order. I just love that pre-programming.
My factory door opens and sends my dark, bitter tasting spume to my hard, large orange top organ. It gives me much pleasure to shoot my spume into such a perfect commodity.
"Swallow it all, my child." I order.
She purses her lips and begins to swallow my spume. It is quite too much for her small mouth. Some of my spume leaks out the side of her mouth, and some shoots out her small nose. She gags and chokes on the bitter taste in her mouth. I like that a lot.
She looks a perfect mess with my dark spume all over her face. My soft, orange, top organ flops down next to my bottom large, hard orange organ. I say, "Suck my bottom organ."
Her perplexed dark spume smile is gorgeous. The pre-programming helps her accept it. She begins to suck my large, hard orange bottom organ.
When my bottom large, hard organ is ready to spume I say, "Child, cover your eyes."
She places her small hands across her eyes and I spume over her small face. She is such a delightful mess that it stirs both of my orange organs back to hardness.
I pick up my small commodity and place her on a special platform. The platform is at a perfect height to slam fuck her two holes at the same time. I have had her useless hymen and cervix surgically removed as I do not want to damage such a valuable commodity.
I spray her two holes with just enough special lubricant. It will facilitate the full insertion of my two hard, large orange organs into her small holes. I shut my three factories down. I want this to last a very long time.
I start to insert both of my hard, large orange organs into her small holes. Slowly her two small holes yield. This is harder than I expected it would be. It takes some time, before I achieve full insertion.
After I achieve full insertion, I let her two holes stretch a little before I can begin to hump my commodity. The little commodity is in much pain, and she cries out in French. But the pre-programming makes her accept the painful double penetration of her small holes.
Her two small holes squeeze my large, hard orange organs. I just enjoy it for some time.
I feel her two holes stretch and I begin my humping motion. Slowly at first I hump my valuable commodity. I open my three seminal factories, and hump the exquisitely tight holes of my commodity harder.
Her belly distends with each push of my top organ. Through her thin fleshy membrane I can feel my bottom organ. It drives my organs faster and harder. I love using my commodity this way and watching her reactions.
I can feel my three factories producing spume. All three doors open and my two large, hard orange organs shoot my spume deep into the two holes of my commodity. It amuses me to see the look on her face, as my commodity experiences her very first orgasm.
I pull my now soft orange organs out of my commodity's two holes and with a pop they are free. I communicate to one of my androids. The android arrives and it picks up my tired commodity. The android will return her to me after I have eaten and rested. She will of course be gently washed and fed. I anticipate that she will welcome our next meeting.
My four commodities units will only last six months each, before their two holes are too loose to really enjoy any more. But by that time the cargo portion of my ship will return and perhaps I can sell my four commodities to the planet Ratoo. They pay well for such commodities.
I hear the advanced race of rats that live on Ratoo eat them alive, but what do I care. They are only commodities, and I am a commodities broker. On the other hand, the used commodities might be reconditioned and sold elsewhere for continued use. It will of course depend on where I can get the best price for them. I do love this job. A commodity is anything that can be traded, bought or sold. Such is my life.
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