Playing Their Parts

“Too bad.” Cassie sighed. “Um…what about that one?” She pointed to the screen. “Tirano trainer. What’s that?”

“Are you well versed in Zodor death porn?” Pocker asked. “They are a species who find it most erotic to have sexual congress with a beast which might eat them at any time. The tirano trainer is one who minds the giant predatory lizards which are the stars of many of their pornographic scenarios.”

“Giant predatory lizards?” Cassie asked faintly. She couldn’t help thinking of pictures of the Tyrannosaurus Rex from Earth. Who would be crazy enough to try and have sex with something like that?

“I believe the last tirano trainer was eaten,” the pig-man told her. “Just last week during the filming of a particularly sensual scene. He and the star of the show were both bitten in two at the moment of orgasm—it was considered an erotic triumph! But of course, now they have need of a new trainer.”

“We won’t be applying for that position, either,” Stone said dryly. “What about this one?” He pointed to the screen. “Aqueous tank cleaner? There are two positions listed there.”

“That would be in the west wing of the palace, where all the water-based pornography is filmed for aqueous-living societies,” Pocker told them. “Alas, the job is performed completely underwater. Unless you are able to hold your breath for hours at a time, or the two of you have gills which are not presently visible, I do not believe you will be considered for the open positions in the tank.”

“Well that’s it for service-based jobs,” Cassie said, throwing up her hands. “The only thing left is this list of actors wanted for different kinds of porn.” She pointed to a long list at the bottom of the screen.

“I’m afraid you’re right.” Stone scrolled slowly downward, reading silently to himself. At last, he looked up at Cassie. “Cassandra, I’m afraid picking one of these may be the only thing we can do.”

“But…but, Stone!” Cassie could feel her heart starting to race and her cheeks getting hot. “We can’t do porn together. I mean, we’re best friends and all but that would just be so…so awkward.”

“I know,” he said grimly. “But I don’t see any other choice.”

“It’s a simple question, my Lady,” the pig-man said to Cassie. “Would you rather be fucked by Xempi Gozeriam or fucked by your partner? If you’ll pardon my rude language,” he added, bobbing a respectful bow.

Cassie didn’t even have to think about that.

“I’d rather have Stone, of course! But I just can’t—”

“Here it is—I’ve got it!” Stone’s voice was excited. He turned to Cassie, his eyes blazing. “I’ve found the right cover for us, Cassandra.”

“What? What is it?” Cassie leaned forward eagerly, looking at the listing he was pointing at. She frowned. “What does that mean—performers for Yonnite Pornography?”

“It means it’s porn for Yonnie Six,” Stone told her.

“Which is…where?” Cassie shook her head. “I’m sorry, Stone, I don’t see why this is perfect for us. I’ve never heard of this place before in my life and it’s still porn, right?”

“It is a very specific type of pornography,” Stone told her. “Remember when you told me back on Earth there was ‘good porn’ that was made by women for women?”

“Uh, yes. So?” Cassie asked, still not understanding.

“So on Yonnie Six, all porn is made for women by women. It is a planet run entirely by women,” Stone explained patiently.

“Yes, so it is!” Pocker exclaimed. “And all the males there are body-slaves, so I’ve heard.”

“Slaves?” Cassie asked uncomfortably. “But Stone, I don’t want to treat you like a slave.”

“It would only be an act, Cassandra,” her partner said patiently. “Look, the most important thing to know is that the Yonnites never allow a male to penetrate them. So whatever we did, you wouldn’t have to worry about me actually…”

“Fucking you!” Pocker said brightly to Cassie.

Stone glared at the pig-man.

“Your input is not needed here.”

“Well…” Cassie frowned. “So if there’s no, uh, penetration then what kind of stuff would we be, um doing?”

“Lots of female worship, I would think,” Stone said. “I know the Yonnites have their bodyslaves massage and bathe them. I imagine it would be a lot of that kind of thing.”

“But you’d still have to see me naked,” Cassie protested. Her heart was pounding. “And what about, er, tasting?”

Her voice dropped to a whisper and she could feel her cheeks getting hot. Damn it, she didn’t want to sit here blushing like a schoolgirl in front of Stone! But she couldn’t seem to help herself. The mental image of the big Kindred on his knees, between her thighs was intensely erotic…and intensely scary. What if he didn’t want to do that to her? Or what if he did?

Either way, it was intensely embarrassing.

Stone looked at her directly.

“I believe I have told you how I feel about tasting, Cassandra,” he murmured in a low, sensual voice that seemed to stroke along her skin like silk. “If we are required to do a scene of that nature, I will be more than eager.”