Alexis Daimon, A Slave in Space — Erotic BDSM Sci-Fi Novella — Chapter 12 (Serialized) — FINAL CHAPTER

My back arched, and I squirmed, grinding my hips into him. I fully gave over control to the urges that overwhelmed me, crying out as waves of pleasure washed through me.

After listening to the sound of his rhythmic breathing for a few minutes, I quietly slipped out of bed, picked up my clothes, and crept from the room. I had another chance to escape. And this time, I was going to take it.

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As flying space palaces go, this one wasn’t all that confusing to navigate. I easily found my way back to the main corridor, through which the four guards had brought me upon my arrival here. It was dimly lit to give the impression of evening, and as I hurried down the vast hallway, I jumped more than once at my own shadow flickering across the wall in the simulated candlelight.

There weren’t as many rooms as I’d initially thought, and almost right away I stumbled upon a doorway that led to another hallway—an uncarpeted, ungilded, and rather unimpressive hallway—that looked to be some sort of service corridor. Perfect. This was exactly what I was looking for.

A small porthole window caught my attention, and I jogged over to look through, the view confirming my suspicions. We were indeed traveling through space on a ship. I wasn’t sure if that made things easier or more difficult, but at least I knew more about the situation. A cruiser this big would have escape pods, and it would likely have multiple smaller transport vehicles on board as well. I knew we had traveled on one to get here from The Depot. I just hoped I could figure out how to fly the thing if I was able to find—

The corridor suddenly went red and lights began flashing. A screeching alarm sounded through the ship-wide comms. The emergency system had been triggered.

Shit.

The doctor had noticed I’d gone and was putting the place on lockdown. I had to think fast. I broke into a run down the hallway in the direction of what I hoped would be a way out of this place.

“The self-destruct sequence will begin in two minutes,” a calm female voice echoed through comms.

I skidded to a halt. Self-destruct? That didn’t sound right. Why would the doctor have triggered the self-destruct sequence?

Footsteps sounded in the hall behind me. Someone was coming this way, and fast.

I started running again and winced at a painful stitch in my side. I ignored it and kept going. I had to make it out of here.

A moment later, I reached a turn in the corridor. As I rounded the corner I found that I’d arrived at one of the docking bays. The four guards were just boarding a small transport ship there.

“Wait!” I cried.

Cam, the one I'd pegged as their "leader," looked up at me and sneered, but didn’t reply. Instead, she closed the door to the transport ship, showing me her middle finger as the ship began to pull away from the bay.

I stood there in shock as the voice sounded again over the comms, “The self-destruct sequence will begin in one minute.”

“Well, that doesn’t really leave us much time, does it?” another voice came from behind me.

I whirled around to look, but I already knew who it was. Dr. Masterson leaned up against the doorway to the docking bay, arms crossed casually in front of his chest.

“What’s going on?” I demanded. He seemed calm considering the circumstances.

“The ship’s going to self destruct in less than a minute,” he said, his face grim,“so, I’ll stick to the short version. My crew turned on me. They destroyed the escape pods and all but one of the transport ships. Then, they locked me out of my own security system, set the self-destruct timer, and escaped in the last remaining transporter.”

I tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. “Where does that leave us?”

The doctor shrugged. “I guess you don’t really have much of a choice but to wake up now.”

“What?” I blinked.

“Wake up,” the doctor said.

“Don’t you think I would have done that already if that were possible?” I said, exasperated. What the hell was going on?

“You have to make the decision to wake up, Alexis. That’s all you have to do.”

The voice came over the comms again. “Self-destruct sequence will begin in ten.”

“Shit!” I screamed.

Nine.

“Just wake up, Alexis.”

Eight.

“What if I can’t?”

Seven.

“You can.”

Six. Five. Four.

“Fuck."

Three.

“Open your eyes.”

Two.

“Fuck, fuck.”

One.

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It was intensely quiet.

Beep.

I jumped, and my eyes flew open.

Beep. Beep. Beep. The the vital signs monitor next to the bed heralded my return to consciousness. Dr. Masterson stood next to me, smiling. His face was tired, but his eyes showed relief.

“There you are,” he said softly. “We thought you might decide not to come back. You gave us a bit of a scare.”

I looked around, dazed. So it was all just a coma nightmare, I thought, relieved, though, part of me still didn’t fully trust it. This was going to take some time to process.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, pulling a chair up close to the bed and sitting down. He leaned forward and inspected me in a disconcertingly familiar way.

I did a quick scan through my body, flexing my fingers and toes. “I feel fine. Maybe a little sore.”

The doctor chuckled, and I blushed. There was no way he could know what I'd been dreaming about. The way he looked at me, though—but that had to just be my imagination. I’d created some kind of fantasy in my head using him as inspiration, that was all.

“So…what happened?” I asked.

“Your VR chip was badly damaged when you fell, and the damage caused a malfunction to take place.”

“What kind of malfunction?”

“The VR function was forced on without an input source, which isn’t supposed to be possible. Your brain created a simulation to fill that function using available memories and fantasies from your own subconscious.”

I cringed at the word “fantasies.” I didn’t like the way this was going.

Dr. Masterson continued. “As a result, it became increasingly difficult for you to distinguish between the real world when you were conscious and the world you invented when you were unconscious.”

I swallowed. “So, how did you get me out?”

The doctor grinned, sending a fresh shot of adrenaline into my blood stream. It felt strange and disarming to have him look at me like that. It was difficult to trust him after I'd seen that grin in a different context. “We were able to repair the chip right away. It was just a matter of convincing you to wake up.”

“But…but how did you—?” I couldn’t think. What did he mean by that? Just how much did he know?

“We used a special device to hardwire into your chip,” he replied, as if he could see the question in my eyes. “Through this I was able to...enter the world you were creating and interact with you. Then, I had to try and convince you to leave that simulation, which turned out to be more difficult than expected.”

“Fuck,” I said, closing my eyes. I couldn't look at him. This had to be the most incredibly embarrassing moment of my life. If I wasn’t so goddamned relieved to be alive I might have curled up and died right there. He’d entered the simulation and interacted with me?

There was an unbearably long silence, and I didn’t dare open my eyes. Perhaps if I did I would be back inside the simulation, trapped again in my own mind.

“I have a confession to make,” said the doctor, breaking the silence.

My eyes flew open again, heart pounding, and I saw that he was still grinning. Was me mocking me? Laughing at me? I wondered how many of his colleagues he’d told about this. Were the nurses cracking jokes about me in the break room?

“I enjoyed it.”

“What?” I asked, confused.

A nurse walked in, and the doctor stood up. “I’ll be back to check on you later tonight,” he said. “You should get some rest.”

I glanced up at the nurse and blinked in disbelief. I recognized her as Heidi, the pretty guard from the VR simulation. Were the other guards just nurses, too? I couldn't believe it had all been some invention in my own mind.

I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the pillow. Then, I felt something next to my hand. It was a small piece of folded paper with a phone number and a brief message:

Let’s schedule a follow up.
—Will Masterson

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Six months later...

“Don’t even think about coming yet,” Will said, grinning wickedly.

Unable to form words at the time, I simply screamed in frustration as he pulled the vibrator off my clit. The doctor chuckled and gave me a fond look. I glared back.

How long was he going to tease me like this? I dropped my head back against the pillow and yanked desperately at the ropes that secured my arms and legs to the bedposts.

“You’re cute when you struggle,” he said, planting a kiss on my right breast. Then he gave gave it a playful nibble.

I yelped, then growled under my breath.

“I think you need to just cool down for a bit,” he said, propping himself up on one arm next to me.

“You’re kidding, right?”

“I have another confession to make.”

“Oh?” I asked.

“You know how I said I was able to interact with you through an interface hardwired into your VR chip?”

I nodded slowly. “Yeah…what did you mean by that, exactly?”

“I meant, that maybe I had a little bit more control over the simulation than I may have let on.”

I lifted my head off the bed and narrowed my eyes at him. “And just what do you mean by that, exactly?”

“Let’s just say, everything up until and including the little femdom fantasy you came up with was all you.”

I blushed. “And the stuff that came after?”

His grin deepened. “I may have inserted a few of my own ideas into the character interactions between you and your version of me. That blow job, though.” He looked up as if remembering. “That was as fun surprise. As good as it was to watch, I’d love to have a reenactment of it—you know, for academic reasons.”

“You’ll have to untie me for that,” I said.

He cocked his head to one side. “Hm. I think we can make it work in this position.”

“But Will—"

He cut me off, swinging one leg over my chest to straddle me.

“Call me Dr. Masterson,” he said.

Before I could reply, he was shoving his cock into my mouth. To my surprise, it felt bigger than I’d imagined in the simulation. I gagged as it filled my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, and I squirmed in vain to get away. I felt the heat blossom in my lower abdomen, radiating outwards and initiating that familiar throbbing ache again. He pulled out slowly and rubbed the tip gently back and forth across my lips.

“I’m going to do that to your pussy later,” he said. “But first, you have to earn it.”

I moaned as another wave of hot pleasure swept through my body. I gave myself over to it, gladly accepting the challenge of earning my next orgasm. It had been a long night already, but the doctor didn’t appear to be getting any closer to finishing with me.

I looked up at the skylight window above us. Through it, I could see the stars. Dr. Masterson may not have a flying space palace, but he did have a modest, luxury mid-sized space yacht with a fully equipped sex dungeon, so I wasn’t complaining.

THE END

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Thank you SO much for being here and supporting me while writing this fun novella! It's been extremely pleasurable for me, and it's always my goal to make it just as good for you, too ^_^

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