The Seductress of Andromeda

by Callista Hawkes

  “I think I need some time.” You murmur, glancing again into the dead face of your corpse.

  “I’ll give you some space.” Kate nods. “If it’s any consolation, I know exactly how you feel. I’ve been there as well remember. When you’re ready, I’ll see you in the rec room.” She wanders out, leaving you alone with the corpse of your past.

  You stand there for some time, trying to process the events of the last few minutes, unsure as to whether you should be angry or grateful. You finally exhale deeply and decide on the latter. You wouldn’t be alive if not for Kate. You smile humourlessly at the irony as you stare into your dead face. Well, back from the dead at least.

  You step into the rec room, the large chamber looking out on the frozen terrain of Phrygidia. You cross the room and gaze outside, the landscape looking quite beautiful as the sun begins to drop below the horizon, the ice fields bathed in an orange glow. You hear footsteps behind you and turn to find Kate a few paces behind you. She has changed out of the functional beige uniform and is wearing a flimsy white nightdress. You blink in surprise, noticing the dark areolas of her nipples visible through the thin material.

  “How are you feeling?” She asks.

  “Like a new man.” You quip. She laughs a little awkwardly, but seems to relax a little.

  “You look beautiful.” You tell her, holding her gaze.

  “Thank you.” She replies, blushing slightly. You cross the room until you are standing before her. Her hazel eyes gaze curiously up at you, her lips pouting slightly before you take her into your arms, pressing your lips firmly to hers. She squeals with surprise, her eyes widening. You thrust your tongue between her lips and her eyes close, her body relaxing and melting into your arms. Her own tongue begins to tentatively flick against yours and you kiss deeply. The emotion of the last half hour spills out as your passionate embrace becomes more and more frenzied, your hands exploring each other’s bodies. Kate breaks the kiss, panting slightly, her chest heaving with excitement.

  “You know, technically we’re both virgins.” She murmurs.

  “I guess so.” You chuckle. “You going to make me a man?”

  “I’ve made enough men this week.” She grins. Your own smile falters. “Too soon?” She winces. You shrug and kiss her again, her hand sliding down to cup your stiffening length through your trousers.

  “How about we continue where we left off in the medical unit yesterday?” She suggests, raising an eyebrow.

  Definitely

  No, it’s your turn to pleasure her

  “I’m not going to say no to that!” You grin. Kate chuckles sexily and steps back, holding your gaze as she reaches up and hooks her fingers into the narrow shoulder straps of her nightdress. She slips them off her shoulders and shimmies her hips, the flimsy garment sliding down her body, her generous breasts revealed. Your tear your eyes away from her, drinking in her beautiful body as the thin white material pools at her feet, her classic hourglass figure revealed, her creamy skin bathed in the orange light of the setting sun behind you. You can feel your cock swelling in the restricted confines of your trousers.

  “You don’t find me unattractive then?” She giggles, noticing the bulge. “You know, those trousers look kinda tight.” She adds, dropping to her knees and hooking her fingers into the waistband. She tugs them down, your hard cock springing free. You pull the uniform top up over your head and discard it as Kate eagerly takes you into her mouth. You gasp as you feel the hot, wetness of her mouth surrounding the bulbous head. Her eyes close and a muffled moan of contentment vibrates around your shaft as she begins to bob her head back and forth. You groan with pleasure, reaching down and running your fingers through her long auburn hair. Her hazel eyes flick open and gleam up at you as her lips slide back and forth, the sensation transporting you back to your first meeting. Abruptly, she pulls away making you groan with frustration.

  “I’ve got a better idea.” She tells you, grinning broadly before rocking back and clambering to her feet. She reclines on the couch, her head hanging back over the arm.

  “Fuck my mouth.” She tells you, her eyes brimming with lust. You eagerly guide the head to her lips and she reaches out, her hands grasping your buttock cheeks and pulling you towards her. She takes your saliva coated shaft back into her mouth, drawing you in until the tip nudges the back of her throat. She pauses for a moment before pulling you in further, your cock slipping into her throat. You groan as her lips slide down to the root of your shaft, her nose buried in your balls.

  “My God!” You moan in awe. “That’s incredible.” She grasps your hips and pushes you back and forth, encouraging you to slide in and out. You do so, her throat massaging your shaft as you slide in and out. Her right hand leaves your buttock cheek, sliding down her pale body towards the contrasting patch of dark red pubic hair. As her fingers delve between her thighs, her moan of pleasure vibrates around your hard shaft. You groan with pleasure, both at the sensation and the sight of this beautiful woman touching herself. You gently move back and forth in her mouth, the soft, wet slurping sounds joining your groans and Kate’s muffled moans.

  “That feels amazing!” You gasp. Her eyes glint and she gives your buttock a playful squeeze with her free hand. Your gaze drifts from her lips stretched around your cock down to her generous breasts, the dark pink areolas contrasting with her pale flesh. Her narrow waist widens to her broad hips and her splayed legs with her hand thrust between them. You can feel your pulse racing as you watch her fingers work frantically at her clit. Her moans grow deeper and more urgent and she eases you gently from her lips. Her eyes are filled with lust, her face and chest are flushed and her breathing is ragged and uneven. You reach down to squeeze and caress her breasts as she closes in on her orgasm. Her moans increase in intensity at the added stimulation and her eyes meet yours, a deep yearning etched on her face as she brings herself to the brink. Her finger plays one last staccato beat on her quivering clitoris, her back arching as she reaches her climax. You watch intently as her eyes roll back and close, her mouth drops open and she unleashes a long moan of pure pleasure. Her body trembles with each wave of ecstasy, sharp little gasps escaping her lips before with a satisfied sigh, her body relaxes, a broad smile creeping across her face.

  “Damn, that was hot.” You grin. Kate smiles up at you, blushing slightly before sitting up on the couch.

  “Your turn.” She purrs. “You want me to suck it some more?”

  Definitely

  Enter her instead

  “I’d sooner slip inside you.” You tell her, joining her on the couch.

  “Even better.” Kate smiles, gazing up at you expectantly. You climb between her parted legs and guide your aching cock towards her opening. She cranes her head forward, watching you intently as you press the tip inside her. “Yesss.” She gasps as your shaft slips easily inside her well lubricated pussy.

  “That feel good?” You breathe, your rigid cock sinking into her up to the hilt.

  “So good!” She smiles blissfully, her eyes heavy lidded. You draw back and begin to thrust in and out of her, gently at first but quickening your pace until her generous breasts bounce on every upstroke. Your pulse races with excitement and you can feel the pressure building in your balls. Her heels dig into the backs of your thighs and her hands reach for you, drawing you to her. Her lips part and you lean in, kissing her deeply before she breaks the kiss. “I’ve needed this for so long. To feel a real cock inside me rather than someone else’s hazy memory.”

  “You’re going to have a bit more than just my cock inside you soon.” You grin.

  “You’re getting close?!” She gasps. You nod and her smile broadens. Her legs hook around your thighs and she rolls you onto your back. “Yes, come inside me!” She breathes, sitting astride you. “Let me feel your cock flooding my pussy with your thick seed!” You groan, wanting to prolong the pleasure, but the beautiful auburn haired woman driving you closer with every downward thrust of her hips, every filthy word and ev
ery mesmerising bounce of her soft breasts.

  “You’re going to make me come!” You grunt through gritted teeth, desperately trying to delay the inevitable.

  “Yes, yes!” Kate grins gleefully, vigorously riding you towards your climax. “Do it! Fill me with your creamy come!”

  “Fuuuuck!” You roar as your balls twitch and send a torrent of your seed racing up your shaft.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” She moans, arching her back as you pour your seed into her. Her pussy muscles squeeze every last drop from your twitching shaft before you slump back onto the couch, utterly sated. Kate gingerly climbs off you and lies next to you, her warm breath against your chest as she rests her head against you.

  “That was intense.” You tell her breathlessly. She tilts her head up, her eyes meeting yours.

  “That was just a warm up.” She smiles. “Just wait until tomorrow!” You chuckle, drifting off to sleep with a smile on your face as your imagination runs wild.

  Continue

  “Do you really need to ask?” You grin. She chuckles and drops down onto her knees before you. She immediately takes you back into her mouth, but not as deeply this time. She wraps her hand around your length and begins to stroke it back and forth in tandem with her sucking, slurping mouth. You moan with pleasure, watching her head rock back and forth, her lips sliding up and down your length until they meet her hand.

  “For someone who’s never done this before, you really know how to suck cock.” You groan. Her murmured reply vibrates around your cock and you wonder if she is using her stolen memories as a reference. You reach down, running your fingers through her long, auburn hair. Her other hand reaches between your legs and cradles your ballsack, her fingers gently caressing your sensitive balls.

  “Kate!” You groan, feeling the tension beginning to build, your pulse racing and your heart thumping with excitement. She pulls your cock from her mouth and grins up at you as she continues to stroke it.

  “I love doing this.” She breathes. “The feel of your hard cock in my mouth, the musky masculine smell of it, the taste.”

  “That’s good, because I love you doing this too.” You gasp, her hands working in tandem to bring you ever closer to your climax. She giggles, her fingertips massaging your balls. She pumps your shaft in long, slow strokes, a bead of pre-come oozing from the tip. She leans forward and swipes her tongue across the head, collecting it and smiling at the taste.

  “You’re close aren’t you?” She murmurs, continuing to pump your shaft in slow, steady strokes. “You want me to take you back into my mouth and make you fill it with your seed?” You nod, groaning with frustration and thrusting your hips towards her, desperate for her to send you over the edge. Her hazel eyes gleam up at you, clearly revelling in her torment of you.

  Come in her mouth

  Have her finish you with her hands

  You wake the following morning, the sunshine glinting off the icy landscape beyond the window. It actually looks quite beautiful, as does your companion who is still fast asleep on the couch next to you. She shifts slightly, a loose ringlet of auburn hair dangling across her face. Smiling as you climb to your feet, you decide that perhaps Phrygidia isn’t such a bad place to be marooned.

  You leave the rec room and pad along the corridor, passing the living quarters. As you pass each door, you feel for Kate, her guilt at being indirectly responsible for the deaths of the rest of the research base’s personnel. You pause at a door labelled ‘Dr Hans Junker’. Her creator and father figure’s quarters. Curious, you jab your finger on the door open control and it slides open. You step into the cramped and musty quarters, the room immaculately tidy if a little dusty. Bookshelves filled with tomes on genetics, cryogenics, cloning and many other sciences that you have never heard of. You pause at his desk and pick up a photo frame. You brush off the dust glancing at a photo of the middle-aged Junker with his daughter who looks identical to Kate. They both look relaxed, smiling out of the frame at you. You smile grimly and put the frame back down. There’s nothing else but dust and echoes of memories. Deciding not to dwell on Junker’s tragic past, you turn to leave. As you do, you notice a mark on the door across the corridor. A smear. A dried, dark red smear.

  Investigate the door

  Some things are best left alone

  What’s the old saying? Ignorance is bliss? You cross the corridor and swipe your sleeve across the mark on the door, wiping the tell-tale smear away. You pad back towards the rec room, walking in just as Kate is stirring.

  “Where have you been?” She asks, yawning and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

  “Just stretching my legs.” You grin, joining her.

  “I really enjoyed that last night.” She smiles shyly. “You want to do that again?”

  “Hell, yes!” You reply enthusiastically, leaning down and pressing your lips to hers. You kiss passionately, the memory of the mysterious smear on the door pushed to the back of your mind as she pulls at your clothes.

  THE END

  You step slowly towards the door, your blood running cold, knowing that something gruesome awaits you within. The door is labelled ‘Store Room D’. You jab a finger on the button and the door slides open. The smell is the first thing that hits you, swiftly followed by the volume of blood and the ferocity of the violence inflicted on the victims. Your stomach lurches, but you just about keep your food down. One of the victims must have been clinging to life and has scrawled the letter ‘K’ in blood on one of the walls.

  “Trent?” You hear Kate call out, her footsteps padding lightly towards you. As she approaches, her footsteps quicken, obviously seeing the store room door is open. You turn to face her as she steps into the doorway and freezes on the spot.

  “There was no virus was there?” You ask her. She shakes her head, surveying the carnage and blinking back tears before her body shakes as she breaks down.

  “You don’t understand!” She sobs.

  “Understand why you butchered every man and woman here?” You growl. “No Kate, I fucking don’t!” She shakes her head, slowly advancing towards you.

  “I was implanted with Junker’s daughter’s memories, but her brain was damaged. He used other memories from other people to fill in the gaps. Can you imagine what that is like, to have conflicting memories and not know which are yours, which are hers and which are memories from the other donors? I used to wake screaming every night. Tortured dreams and nightmares. I was so tired, I started seeing things. Things that weren’t there. I snapped and before I knew it, I’d killed half the research staff.”

  “My God, Kate, you didn’t just kill them, you cut them to pieces!” You gasp.

  “Junker’s daughter had quite a temper.” Kate replies, her eyes downcast. “A side effect of the cloning process is aspects of the original’s personality are amplified. You didn’t seem to mind my amplified libido, but when I lose my temper, I completely lose control.” She stops for a moment, closing her eyes and you wonder if she is counting. “It is something I’m working on.” She continues, her eyes flicking open.

  “What happened next?” You ask.

  “The others tried to call for help, but I smashed the relay for the communications array. Junker followed me outside and tried to stop me. I… I wasn’t myself. He… he was like a father to me.” Kate tells you, her eyes brimming with tears. “No, more than that. He was my creator... my God.”

  “And yet you killed him.” You reply, backing away from her. She wipes the tears from her eyes and takes a deep breath, recovering a measure of control. She regards you coolly, coldly.

  “I thought you were different from the others, but you’re just the same.” She tells you, her eyes narrowing. “Judgemental at first, then contemptuous and finally hateful.”

  “What others?” You ask, taking another step back and wishing you still had your blaster.

  “The others who intercepted the transmission.” She replies. “So many would-be saviours.”

  “What happened to them?
” You ask, already knowing the answer.

  “They’re all in here.” She quietly replies, lowering her eyes in shame.

  “My God, how many people have you murdered?!” You ask, taking another step backwards. There is only one door and Kate stands between you and it.

  “Too many.” She replies, her face contorted with anguish at the memory. “But that was before. I’m past all that now Trent. You’ve got to believe me!” You notice something glinting in your peripheral vision. You furtively glance at it. A kitchen knife buried in the chest of one of the corpses to your right.

  Make a grab for the knife and kill the psychotic clone

  Show sympathy and trust she is beyond her psychotic break

  “I’m not going to sugar coat what you’ve done here.” You tell her. “It’s horrific. You’ve murdered all these people. It scares the hell out of me that I could be next.”

  “You won’t be.” She tells you. “That’s not who I am any more, I promise.” You sigh. It’s not like you have much of a choice. Like it or not, you’re trapped on this planet with a clone with psychotic tendencies. Perhaps she’s truly past it and repentant. Perhaps she’s not and you’ll soon join the carved up bodies in this room.

  “You did save my life.” You finally reply. “That’s got to count for something I guess. I’d like to think you didn’t go to the effort of saving me just to kill me.” She swipes away tears with the back of her hand and nods. “I think it best we keep our distance from one another.” You add. She sighs, hesitating for a moment before nodding.

  As the days pass, you relax a little. Furtive glances at one another become coy smiles. Her beige uniform is replaced by a series of revealing outfits. While her allure is without question, your urges are tempered by a healthy regard for your own self-preservation.