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Debaucherous x Division

Chapter 3 (NSFW)

-VB-

Cooperland, rimward periphery

3020.05.17 (cont.)

“... this is truly hell,” Wiska muttered with spent horror effusing from her mechanic soul.

Tina felt like she was in the same boat, though she also knew she had it better. Kind of. 

See, she was used to working with rejects, damaged goods, and just outright scrap metal because she lived in the slums. Wiska, on the other hand, lived and worked with Space Dwergr where she had the best materials, tools, and coworkers(?) to work with. Sure, she might be able to salvage things if they were largely intact, but there was a difference between knowing how to salvage a modified pirate ship and salvaging a ship so primitive that they lacked kinetic compensators, which were the precursors to inertia dampeners! 

Like.

What?!

The ships Alan - that was her master’s name - described to them were basic rockets with armor and thrusters! Nothing else! 

In the case of these “dropships,” that was literally the case! 

What the fuck?!

“And you want us to … make mechs and power armors.”

“Yup! And my clones will be helping you.”

Their master’s clones waved from where they were in the Forge, an expanded mining tunnel that had been converted into a refinery and workshop. There were a lot of Minecraft forges as well as regular forges here. Workbenches and power tools lined the walls closer to the main corridor.

“This is the best I can provide you right now,” he told them. “Hope it’s not too bad.”

Tina and Wiska walked around the Workshop Tunnel. 

“There… will be limitations on what we can make with these,” Wiska spoke up hesitantly. 

“That’s fine,” Alan hummed. “I don’t expect you to produce miracles. The least I expect you to match will be on par with one of these three mechs,” he said as he produced three rough paper packets.

“Locust, Firestarter, and Javelin?” Tina muttered as she took the papers and looked them over with Wiska. 

“Those three are the most ubiquitous and useful of the ‘light’ mechs used by the local humans,” he explained. “The Locust is a blisteringly fast scout mech that is small enough to pack two of them into one regular mech’s bay. Firestarters are great anti-infantry and anti-mech mechs. Javelins are kind of recon ambush mechs. And the specs there also list what each of the components are.”

So mechs here had four or so main components: the chassis, the fusion engine, a target tracking computer and related components, and heat sinks. On top of this were the armor, weapons, and jump jets. 

This … looked pretty doable. 

“And the materials…?”

He pulled out another paper packet, and it had everything he had listed as well as the market price for them.

“So your goal!” Alan grinned.

Damn it, he looked handsome when he smiled like that. 

“I want a mech that’s under forty tons, runs at 90 kilometers per hour, has enough firepower installed to be able to scare any other light mechs, and is under three million C-Bills.”

Tina stared at the designs, the specs, and the materials available.

Yeah… yeah, she could do this. 

“And you have examples of these weapons?”

“Nope!” 

She had an urge to throw something at him. 

He laughed at her frustrated look, and that tipped her over the scale. 

“You’re pissing me off on purpose!” 

“Maybe~?” he grinned. 

Was it bad of her that she was starting to like the guy that she was being forced to love? He wasn’t a dull corpo but someone with some life in him. 

“Ugh, you stupid -!” 

To her own surprise, she felt herself grinning up at him.

Yeah… yeah, this was better than what happened to them. 

She huffed and whirled around. 

“So you want a mech that will do all of that except for the firepower bit, right?” 

“Yup. I won’t put any time limit on it, but well, mech research and development along with spaceship research and development are why I bought you two, so try not to lazy around too much?”

“Fine but only if you get us one thing.”

“Hmm?”

“Booze.”

For the first time, she saw master look exasperated. And it wasn’t a bad look on him.

-VB- (NSFW start)

Wiska knew that it was her fault that both of them got Stamped and sold. 

After all, it was her decision to trust the “Ren” guy instead of trusting Mister Hiro. So it was her job was both the older sister and the responsible one to keep Tina safe. 

She made sure Tina was knocked out after the prodigous amount of alcohol their new master provided for free, and slipped out of the bed. 

It was obvious that they had been an impulse purchase from the lack of clothes for dwergr women, which also meant that it could be an impulse decision that saw them sold. 

And she didn’t want to get sold. The Company rep that talked to them was very clear on what would happen to “assets” that got sold again and again. The Company didn’t have time or money to restore goods that won’t remain sold and will need to be disposed of. 

Most likely into the maws of an eldritch god that will eat their souls, too.

So wearing only a long sleeve button-up shirt their master provided for sleepwear, she left her room and walked down the surprisingly warm corridor towards where she knew was the master’s bedroom. 

It was made clear to her how she needed to keep herself from being sold or remanded to the Company’s assets. 

And tonight, she needed to go through with it if not for her own sake than also for Tina’s. 

When she came up to his bedroom door, she gulped even as her legs shook and knocked on the door. 

After a while, the door creaked open, and a bleary eyed master looked down.

“... Wiska?” he mumbled. “What are you doing out so late?”

“... Why else would a girl come to a boy’s room?” she asked quietly as she pushed herself through the doorway and wrapped herself around his midriff. 

Oh.

He was surprisingly well built. Like a leaner dwarf. 

“Ah-?”

“The Stamp makes us love you, master,” she said truthfully. 

And as much as it pained her to know that her love was fake, it hurt her more to not act on them.

Not every action was made on just one reason, and what she wanted right now was for a number of reasons. 

She wanted to feel good.

She wanted to feel safe. 

She wanted to be held. 

“... You know, if you say that and then hug me, then I might act like a perverted monster,” master whispered as his hands and arms came around her shoulders and back.

The top of her head barely reached the bottom of his chest. She was short, yes, but she knew that she was well developed for a dwarven woman. She and Tina weren’t unattractive or look like human children.

Suddenly, he pulled her up and she squeaked as he pulled her up so that her face was right across from his.

“Last chance to say ‘my mistake,’ Wi,” he rumbled, and her inner core fizzed at being called that. 

The man who captured, raped, and sold her didn’t know that nickname Tina used for her. To hear it being used by someone who had her heart…? 

“Stop delaying and use me, master,” she pouted.

But before she could say anything else, his lips crashed into hers, and she moaned as he pushed her up against the closed door. She clung onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

She tilted her head and clawed at his back as their tongue danced inside their mouths. 

Wiska felt everything get hotter as his hands shove their way into her hair and held her head in place as he started to get a good grip on her. 

And soon, she was grinding herself against his abs as her own needs began to mount. 

Suddenly, he broke the kiss and carried her over to the bed. He dropped her down and wasted no time ripping his clothes off of her and then his clothes off of himself. 

She clenched and curled up a little at the sudden nudity and then blushed hot red when she saw his long length throbbed in the air. 

T-That was too big. 

“Y-You’re t-too big, master…” she whimpered. 

She didn’t want to think about how much it would hurt if he decided to go for it.

Maybe she didn’t think this through…?

“Oh, right,” he muttered before he reached for his phone. He tapped a few things. “Alright. I just bought Sexual Calibration. That should handle any discomfort you might have.”

T-There’s a perk for that? 

Then he pulled her legs apart and lined himself up against her wet vagina. 

Then without putting it in, he leaned forward and hovered over her with his elbows right beside her tits and under her arms while his hands had grabbed her head and held it in. 

“I want to see exactly what kind of a face you make when I put myself in you for the first time, Wi,” he whispered, and that made her tense up all over again. 

“W-Wait-!” It was way too personal and intimate! She didn’t think he would be like this! She thought he was going to just fuck her like a sex toy and tell her to leave but this was way too much like a lover -!

Then he pushed himself in.

Her eyelids fluttered and her vision sparked with white spots as euphoria flooded her body and mind. She struggled and twisted but he held her firm, looking at her face so intently like he was trying to capture her most vulnerable moment. 

She sobbed as he pushed himself deeper into her. She panted and bit her lips. Twisted and moaned and spasmed. 

He stretched her insides so much but it didn’t hurt. No, it just kept pushing in and in and in -.

And all she felt was ecstasy. 

She began drooling. She wasn’t sure when or why but at around two-thirds of his length inside of her, she lost herself in the euphoria and just slackened under him.

Her legs, wrapped around his waist and midriff again, barely had any strength as he finally hilted himself in full inside of her.

He held himself there even as he continue to stare at her. But it felt … intimate. Loving. 

She wanted to hate it. She wanted to scream at him that he was no different from Ren. That he was just another slaver and pirate who bought and sold people. 

But where Ren had used both her and Tina like a cheap sex toy, he held her gently. It was warm. She felt safe. 

Then he kissed her. Her, after she showed him her most vulnerable face. While she had tears, snot, and drool all over her face. 

She let him. She kissed him back.

And she moaned into his lips and mouth when he began to pull out of her. His thick and long dick scrapped every single square centimeter of her vagina on its way out, and she felt the grooves inside of her trying and failing to grip him, which only intensified the pleasure she felt. 

He moved himself in and out of her slowly, and she felt herself just going with the ride. She gripped his neck, shoulders, and hair as he started to rougher with her. Got faster. 

She hiccuped and teared up. She wasn’t in control, and she didn’t like that. She thought her real first time would be better than what happened with Ren or now. But this felt like a first time. First time with Alan, who was so gentle and -.

It wasn’t long before he was pounding into her. 

She screamed, sobbed, and moaned to his thrusts not because she knew he wanted to hear it but because it felt that good. Her stomach bulged sometimes but not always, but when he put his hand on her crotch above her pussy and pressed down, her vagina ground harder against his dick, and she almost spasmed from how good it felt. 

And then she orgasmed.

She collapsed like a doll, but her master didn’t stop. 

He had his grips on her waist and kept pounding into her, missionary style. Master fucked her so hard and long that while she was still out of it from her first orgasm, she orgasmed again. 

But the third orgasm didn’t come as quickly. 

It built up longer. Held on tighter. 

Her fingers gripped around the bedsheet and pulled as Alan started pounding faster.

“Cumming…!” he hissed as she felt his dick twitching inside of her. 

“I-Inside…!” she squealed.

“!” 

“!”

She orgasmed at the same time as Alan shot his seeds into her. Her back arched and white dominated her vision. Euphoria at that point was closer to a shock than an oppressive ocean. 

And as it ebbed away, she collapsed and felt the numbing and all-encompassing ecstasy compounded by the heady pleasure of feeling her master’s thick and hot seeds dribbling deep into her.

Master didn’t quite fall but he got back on top of her, and she wrapped her weak arms and legs around him.

This … this was good. It felt good. Sex with master was wonderful.

But then master wrapped her arms around her and started to move again.

Wiska held onto her moans for only a few moments before she was moaning to his rutting.

And she didn’t get to leave the bed until the morning after.

-VB- (NSFW end)

Tina stared at her sister.

You know, her sister. The shy and introverted sister who liked being prim and proper because that’s how she grew up around the corpo. 

That sister looked like she was glowing with a pink blush and tightly held onto master’s right arm.

She gave her master a gimlet eye, who met her look with a casual shrug as if admitting to what he did to Wiska last night. 

Then she looked back down at Wi and saw her grinning at her. 

Tina realized very quickly what happened. 

“Wait, you went to him?!” 

“Yup,” her sister crooned. “Master was so wonderful…!” 

Did falling in love do something with Wi’s head? It had to be. 

Ugh.

… But Tina did understand why Wi might have done what she did yesterday. She heard the same thing Wiska did from the Company rep.

It just meant that her sister had more guts than Tina thought she did, and Tina had lost to her. For now. 

It just meant that she had to go a step further, right…?