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Prompt List:

Day 1-Incest (Sharon Garnet/Denise Garnet)

Day 2-Kidnapping (Sharon Garnet/Milo)-Non con elements

Day 3-Threesome (Sharon Garnet/Spencer Lane/James Brice)

Day 4-Voyeurism (Kelly Fowler listening to Alicia Nevins/Angus Medford)-Non consenual voyeurism

Day 5-Dacryphilia (James Brice/Alternate Sharon Garnet)

Day 6-Intoxication+Outdoor Sex (Sharon Garnet/Ian)

Day 7-Blood Play (Angus Medford/Kelly Fowler)

Day 8-Webcam (James Brice/Eva Markovic)

Day 9-Exhibitionism (Helena Trust/William Trust)

Day 10-Punishment (Sharon Garnet/Spencer Lane)

Day 11-Handcuffs (Sharon Garnet/Ian)

Day 12-Sex Work+Kneeling (Sharon Garnet/Cat Brandice)

Day 13-Medical Play (Sharon Garnet/Sanjivni Kabir)

Day 14-Possessive Sex (Sharon Garnet/Ian)

Day 15-Sex Pollen (Sharon Garnet/Alicia Nevins)

Day 16-Remote Control (Sharon Garnet/James Brice)

Day 17-Service Kink (Sharon Garnet/James Brice)

Day 18-Uniform Kink (Sharon Garnet/Ian)

Day 19-Electricity (Alicia Nevins/Electricity Alien) 

Day 20-Dub Con (Sharon Garnet/Ian)

Day 21-Forced Orgasm (Kelly Fowler/Alicia Nevins)

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They didn't know whether to call it masturbation or incest. They didn't really care to label it, except for the one time they were caught-when it was called dirty and wrong and unnatural. Before getting caught they shared one room. Denise only needed to crawl down the ladder of their bunk bed to be close to her twin, her clone, the other half of herself. They had different rooms now. It didn't stop them, merely slowed them. They would wait until no one else was around, then sneak into one of the rooms and the two halves would become whole.

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"Pretty thing for a captain, ain't ya?" Being kidnapped by the crew of Ark 8 wasn't how Garnet expected the rescue attempt to go, but here she was, tied to a chair, with Milo hovering over her. He gripped her jaw, turning her face this way then that. "We could do a lot side by side." When he got his fill of her face, his hand drifted lower, skating over her breasts. "King and Queen of the clones." He grabbed her thigh, squeezing it as if to check for ripeness. "Make plenty of heirs for our new world. Whad'ya say?"

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Brice's mouth devoured hers. His right arm wrapped tightly around her, keeping her in place. Not that he needed too. Not that she would dream of wandering away now. At most, she would turn her head away to check on the third of them. She knew Brice's other hand-the one not currently squeezing her ass-must be holding on to Spencer, tugging him closer.

Then, a solid heat against her back, Lane's erection digging into her. His mouth nipped gently at her neck, then went further, stealing Brice's lips from her. She didn't mind much, not with a view like this.

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The first time was an accident. The second to see if she could replicate it on purpose.

The third was for fun.

Now it's a habit.

If Kelly's implant was on, and her head tilted just so, her ears could pick up Angus' and Alicia's rooms.

She lay awake at night, listening to their joint moans. It was sickening... and addictive. It gave her something to think about in the hours she spent alone in her cell. She imagined Angus' fringe stuck down with sweat and Alicia's face screwing up in pleasure. She imagined them both calling out her name instead of eachother's.

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A tear traced a path down soft skin. She wiped it away but another followed. Her eyes were bright red, brimming with emotion that his version would never show. He wanted to hold her hands, stop her from hiding. He wanted those tears to fall from her face, down her chest, her stomach, before landing on him, where he lay under her. He wanted her tears, the tears she cried for a dead version of him.

She was beautiful like this. A picture of pure devastation straddling him.

"It's ok, love," he whispered, and the tears fell faster, thicker, hotter.

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Sharon could taste the potato vodka on Ian's lips. She imagined she tasted much the same. It ran through their veins.

Angus would be blamed by both of them in the morning for the hangover and for what they got up to under the light of the moon.

For now, they didn't care about what was to come. Sharon pulled Ian into her, drinking down more of the taste. He lifted her up and pinned her to a tree. Anyone could walk out to the Trappist woods and catch a glimpse of them.

But they didn't care about that either.

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Her blood ran through his veins. It bothered him when he first learnt of the transfusion, but now he needed more. And she indulged him. She handed him a knife and held out her arm. Fragile veins ran under pale skin. He avoided them as much as they did call out to him.

The first cut was small. Then the red liquid he so craved was spilling out. He drank it down, not wasting a drop. He wanted as much of her in him that he could get. The wound clotted too soon.

"It's ok. You can take some more."

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It wasn't the same. Could never be the same, not when he couldn't touch her. But with him on the Ark and her on Trappist, they made do with video calls.

The lines on the screen couldn't dream of comparing to having her soft breasts right in front of him. Seeing and hearing her was a gift, but he longed to be able to reach out and touch her. He wrapped a hand that was too large around himself and stroked to the sight of her own hand between her legs.

"Just one more week until your back."

"Yeah, just."

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Her husband and best friend thought she didn't know. Of course she knew. She knew about their affair. She knew that Cat was currently hiding in their closet, hearing their every moan. She was having too much fun to let them know that she knew.

“Harder!” Helena commanded. Mrs Trust. William might have his affairs, but she was the woman that he married. Something that everyone in this room needed to be reminded of. “Say you love me.”

“I love you.”

“Say you only love me.”

“Helena…”

She halted their movements. “Say it.”

“I only love you.” She rewarded him.

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The grip on his arm was too tight to pull away from. One sharp tug, then he was falling, his chest landing on her lap. “You keep acting like a brat, you know you’re going to end up here.” He knew. Head down, arse slightly up, he waited in anticipation. For that first hit, that moment of pain and release.

Her hand came down like a shot.

And again.

It continued until his backside was bruised and he was sobbing with both humiliation and relief.

“Are you going to be a good boy now?”

“Yes, Captain.” Until next time.

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Garnet squirmed. That's all she could do with her arms handcuffed to the bed. Ian's head was between her legs, tongue lapping at her. Bolts of electricity shot through, leaving her a whimpering mess. Every inch of her body had seen that tongue today. Unable to take any sort of control to direct him where she wanted him, she had to resort to begging him for relief. He inserted a finger and curled, coaxing her towards completion. She finished and expected him to stop; he merely took a second to grin at her before going back down and continuing on.

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“Kneel.”

“What?”

Before becoming a social media influencer, Cat Brandice was a prostitute. A very successful prostitute, thank you very much. She became good at being exactly what her clients needed even when they didn’t know what they needed. That's why she only to take one look at Garnet's tense posture to know that she needed someone to tell her what to do.

“Be a good girl. Kneel for me.”

Garnet stared. For a moment Cat worried that she had pushed too far too soon. Then the other woman slid out of her chair and got to her knees.

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"Take off your clothes and hop on the table for me." Sharon followed the doctor's orders, stripping, then lying back on the cold examination table. "Good girl. Today, we're going to doing a full body examination." A latex covered thumb wormed it's way into her mouth, coaxing her open. "Mouth good. Acceptable gag reflex." Dr Kabir then moved onto her breasts, thoroughly massaging one before going to the other. "Even sized breasts; no bumps." She tweaked Sharon's nipples and the captain had to bite back a moan. "Put your legs in the stirrups. We need to check your sensitivity levels."

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The second the door closed, she was pressed up against it. Sharon could feel the cold metal over every inch of her front. To her back, there was heat. A hot body lining hers and hot breath tickling her neck. The engineer's hands easily undid her belt before pushing her trousers and underwear down in one swoop. Large fingers began to press into her, while the heel of his hand ground into her clit. “You’re mine,” he growled against the back of her head. She’d have nodded if she had any space to move. “Say it.”

“I’m yours.”

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Alicia squirmed, trying subtly to squeeze her thighs together. "How are you holding up?" Garnet asked. Apparently, she wasn't being subtle enough. It was difficult, when every inch of her was burning with need. She was soaked with sweat... and not just sweat. She was certain a wet patch was forming on her trousers.

"I'm alright." She should have known better than to touch an unknown substance without gloves.

"Hey," the captain got closer. Alicia could count her eyelashes. "I don't know how long it will be until we get out of here. Do you want," her eyes dropped to Alicia's crotch, "help?"

"Yes, please."

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A buzz burst against her. Her face remained the picture of composure. His lips pressed together to hide a grin. His hands were beneath the table, playing with the remote control.

“Captain,” he said, “what do you think about this whole engineering situation?”

The buzzes increased in intensity. She was going to kill him. But she wasn't going to let the rest of the council members know that, so she answered as evenly as she could. Though, she wasn't sure what she did answer, distracted by the sensations coursing through her. People seemed happy enough with her response at least.

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"Get on the bed," Brice ordered. Garnet did so without hesitation, sitting back against the headboard, waiting for another order. "Good girl." He put a plate of food next to her and picked up one of the tomatoes. When she tried to take it from him, he shook his head. He held it to her lips and she obediently opened her mouth for it. As she chewed, he massaged circles into her thighs. Next, he broke a piece of the protein square and fed that to her.

"Should I feed you next?"

"No, just let me take care of you."

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Ian was able to admit that he had a uniform kink. Always had a bit of one. That little bit of a kink grew exponentially the moment he met Captain Sharon Garnet. Grey hid everything except head and hands. The logo that he despised from an organisation that despised his kind sat proudly on her arm. He hated that uniform, but it gave him a thrill to see her wear it, with that air of authority.

He had her pressed against the door, their lips stuck together. When she began to unbutton her jacket, he stopped her. “Leave it on.”

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The electricity danced over skin. It curled around her leg, then made its way upwards in spirals, caressing her hips, her waist, her neck as it went. It wrapped around her head and she could feel the sting of it against her lips. Then, it went back down, under her clothes. Alicia's hand tightened on the grounding strip. The electrify seemed to be… interested in her. It was taking its time as it inspected her. She jolted at feeling of it running over her breasts. Then, it went further, sliding under the elastic of her underwear. She stifled a moan.

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Ian tugged against the handcuffs.

“Why do you keep trying to escape? Don't you know how fortunate we are to be here?”

“Sharon, this isn't you. Please fight against it.” He squirmed again, trying to break away. Her strong hands landed on his chest and pushed him back down. She swung a leg over him and straddled his hips, keeping him pinned in place.

He tried to shake her off, but she started to move with him, grinding down against him. Despite the stakes, his body began to respond. “Stop fighting Ian. We are going to be so happy together.”

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A wave of electricity rushed through Kelly, seizing her muscles up all at once and then relaxing them in a sudden rush of pleasure. Her attempt to sit up was slow and clumsy. Her muscles shook with the effort of supporting her, all while they wanted to sink into the bed she had been lying on.

"Kelly?" Alicia helped her upright. "Are you ok?"

"What was that?"

"I don't know. I was looking at your implant controls on your wrist device and I hit a button. What did it do?"

"You hit a button?"

"Yeah," Alicia nodded.

"Do it again."