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A Taste of Faith: Excerpts from episode 5 – Viking

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“The room is melting away. Propelled into the air are little specks of condensation as if in time with the heavy sound of the drain groaning under the pressure of its task. A long unimportant yawn, gulping away the impurities spilt in its wake. The cloud room is like fucking in heaven. This isn’t a euphemism. Literally bumping ug’s on some ironic plane of existence. You know, bad fuckers looking for a bit of redemption. Same old story.” – Space Faith, Episode 5 – Viking

 

“Viking was once my home. A home of sorts I guess. It was where I grew up. I was raised by a mother who placed great value on status, tossing me to the wolves the first chance she got to climb the ladder. I can’t blame her though, it’s the mentality the ship was built on. It’s what all the ships were built on. It is how we survive.” – Space Faith, Episode 5 – Viking

 

“They slowly walk past me. Looking me up and down, savoring my body, taking me in. Mulling over if I am what their appetite is hungry for tonight. Astrild stops to taste me. A tongue that is coarse runs the length of my neck. Prickling each skin fragment as it is pulled over it. From collarbone to ear lobe. The feeling is surprisingly sensual.” – Space Faith, Episode 5 – Viking

 

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A Taste of Space: Excerpts from Episode 4, Contracts

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“Half of Lempo’s brain does not want the systematic pumping of his cock to stop. He can feel each tendril of balmy tissue kneading up his intolerably hard shaft. This girls legs must be made of iron, he thinks, as he takes a moment to impress upon the fact that she is literally doing her daily squats, feet firmly stationed on either chair arm while her twat climbs up and down his quivering dick. Legs unwaveringly drawing up-down, up-down, up-down like they’ve got a robotic pump attached to them.

Now that’s fucking impressive.” -Space faith, Episode 4, Contracts

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“The sex is hard, fast and transactional. We are in mid trade. I am a warm hole to shove it in for a few seconds of release. He is my ticket out of here. I hope. I am not facing him but a concrete wall. My hands brace the warm stone as he pushes deeper into me. His breath leaves a circle of moisture on my neck; he licks and nips at it. He wants something more than a quick fuck. He wants happiness. He wants a dog and a little picket fence. He wants me smiling and eager with a firm grip on his cock as soon as he walks in the door and yells, “Bunny I’m home.” He wants a home. A couple of rug rats and a good old fashion job that pays a steady paycheck with a few perks on the side. He thinks that somehow, sticking it to me might get him even a taste of these antiquated things. Yeah well, he can visualize anything he wants as long as I get my end of the deal.” -Space Faith, Episode 4, Contracts

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“I let out a soft grunt, a “Blakeion sound” as Jess would call it and that is what releases all of it, all the sadness and the relief and the excitement and the fear and the intimacy. I get it all out of me. I purge it from my body in one swift shot of liquefied emotion from between my legs. Jess is panting and smiling. Watery fluid melts out of her like honey spilt from a hive.” -Space Faith, Episode 4, Contracts

 

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