EXCERPT

Galaxy Playmates:

SAPPHIRE

By

Michelle M. Pillow

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Chapter One

Sapphire knew what her family thought of her. She knew they called her a bimbo behind her back. She knew they didn’t understand why she hadn’t become a scientist like her older sister, Tori, or why she didn’t marry a rich doctor and settle down to be a shipwife. Truth was, things like that had never interested her.

Looking out over the crowd of heads, she smiled brightly from the stage. Men whooped and hollered just for a glimpse of her. She could make them beg, make them buy her whatever her heart desired, make them lay down on a puddle of mud just so she could step on them with a stiletto heel. Why? Because she was Galaxy Playmate of the Year, that’s why. Because men were men and always would be, and she was a woman who knew how to get what she wanted from them. So what if other women called her a whore for what she did? They were all just secretly jealous of her anyway.

Tori had spent her whole life in books, always studying, living in disgustingly remote corners of the world--and for what? Respect? Prestige? Money? Sapphire looked around the crowd of yelping humanoid males. She stayed in the nicest hotels, had the nicest clothes, and rode in the best spacecrafts. As for respect, she had as much as she could demand from them.

Prestige? She was one of the most popular women in all the humanoid cultures. Men had her holographic image posted on bed frames and stuffed into work lockers. They traded her on cards, dreamt about her at night, fantasized about her during the day. They wrote her love letters, sent her jewels, begged for her hand in marriage. Many would give their life just to touch her. She bet anything that more people knew her name than the most famous scientist in history.

And money? Oh, did she have money!

Men paid just to get a closer look at her body. Like now. All these men had paid just to watch her stand on stage and take her clothes off. What did she care if they saw her breasts, her ass, her pussy? Everything was genetically enhanced these days anyway and it wasn’t like they could touch her unless she asked for it. Lord Maximus, owner of the Galaxy Playmates Empire, would never allow it.

The crowd was the usual mix of humans and other creatures. Some looked like human males with only minor differences, like strange protrusions or ripples of flesh on their faces and bodies. Others were hairy, with long arms and massive chests. There were those with reptile skin, large black horns, flesh so crimson they looked like Ancient Earth demons. Some had wings. Some webbed fingers. She was used to the mix, and it didn’t bother her as much as the first time she had come on stage before a similar group. Besides, some of the alien creatures had unique bedroom talents all their own, and people weren’t as queasy about interspecies relations as they’d once been.

"I love you, Sapphire!" someone yelled from the crowd, sounding drunk. A roar of similar proclamations followed the first.

Sapphire shot the crowd a naughty smile and wiggled into a sexy pose, thrusting her ass towards them. The cheering got louder. She forgot which starbase she was on, exactly. After a hundred of these shows, she just stopped paying attention.

Her long gown of translucent blue shimmered in the stage light, giving away peeks of her nipples and the stripe of her dark nether hair. When a spotlight passed behind her, it showed her feminine curves to perfection. Her dark hair was coiled up on top of her head, streaked with blue and silver, studded with sapphires and diamonds. A small sapphire beauty mark sparkled from just under her right eye. Her eyes had been permanently colored to a dark blue, no longer the plain brown of her birth.

Music started soft in the background. Smoke began to curl over the metal platform of the stage, slinking seductively through the air around her. Sapphire moved her body, mimicking the smoke as she worked her arms above her head. She knew the routine well, had performed it many times. Keeping time to the music, she pulled a long silver glove from her arm, revealing the bronze of her glistening skin.

Sapphire closed her eyes, as the music felt its way into her movements. She danced, letting her fingers glide over her body. A light moan left her lips as her hand glanced over an erect nipple. She found it erotically stimulating to be watched by so many eyes, to be wanted. Often, after a show, when she didn’t have a boyfriend to tend to her, she’d had to bring out her arsenal of toys and pleasure herself.

Lord Maximus had a thing about his treasure trove of women selling their bodies like common space trash. To openly sleep with many men took away the illusion of untouchability. They were allowed to have sex, but always had to keep it within a relationship, or limit it to the high paying clientele. It was always ladies’ choice and no one had sex for money if they didn’t want to. Being an all-out whore was one of the only ways to be stripped of Lord Maximus’ prized circle of protection.

Sapphire gyrated her hips in the air, flicking a strap from her shoulder. The dress slid off her arms to bare her large, perfect breasts. The cool air hit her skin, making her shiver. Hot cream gathered to moisten her slit. The fabric slid off her body in a feathery caress until she was standing beautifully naked on stage, wearing only her high heels.

The men’s cheers echoed in and out of her mind. She began to pant in anticipation. Something strange had been happening at her shows for about the last six months. Her body would get fired up and she’d nearly come on stage, as if someone outside herself willed it. A few times she’d been so worked up she had nearly run back to her dressing room to masturbate.

The music continued a low, lulling beat. Sapphire became mindless to everything as a familiar tension built inside her stomach. The spotlight faded from her eyes. Her mouth opened and she forgot everything but the need to find a fulfillment she knew wouldn’t come. Time suspended into a hazy cloud of pleasure and before she knew it the song was over. She slowly came back to awareness.

The men were going crazy. Her shoulders were thrown boldly back. Her legs were spread wide on the floor. The air smelled of sex and she knew every man before her had a hard on just for her. Stickiness dampened her thighs until she wanted nothing more than to grab one of the many willing cocks from the crowd and ride it until sunrise. She knew she could take her pick of any or several.

She held perfectly still. Her skin was glistening with sweat. The lights faded off of her. She was the grand finale of the night and the men moaned in disappointment that the evening was over.

Sapphire walked naked from the stage, in nothing but her high heels. As she appeared behind the curtain Jonathan, part of the stage crew, threw her a robe. His round, green eyes were on her breasts, though he tried his best to act like he was working. She turned fully to the young man and pinched a nipple, causing him to drop his electronic clipboard. He gulped, his eyes darting up to meet hers. She winked at him, causing him to blush profusely all the way to the roots of his hair.

"You … you were great Miss Sapphire!" the boy called to her back as she walked away.

Sapphire lifted her arm to signal she’d heard him and slipped the robe over her shoulders. Knowing there would be a long line of men wishing to meet her in person, she continued back to her dressing room to make ready to greet them.

© copyright October 2004, Michelle M. Pillow

This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.

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 REVIEWS

SAPPHIRE is a jewel of a story.  Michelle M. Pillow has created a character that is unafraid of her sexuality.  I liked that Sapphire had this attitude of owning her sexuality and of not allowing others to dictate her actions. She knows what she likes and wants and is not ashamed of pursuing it. The palpable magnetism between the characters is scorching. I also like the thought of people that are meant to be together. As well as Roark’s acceptance of Sapphire’s love of her job and that he doesn’t contemplate forcing her to quit. If you’re looking for a quick read with plenty of fire then look no further. Michelle M Pillow has a great ability to weave captivating plots and I look forward to reading more of her work. 

Reviewed by Claudia Maldonado for The Road to Romance

Galaxy Playmates: Sapphire is a quick read about a rather unique couple. She enjoys her work and doesn’t care what people think about her career choice. Roark is surprised at first about Sapphire being a stripper but that doesn’t lessen his feelings towards her. Even though they do not meet until well into the story, Sapphire does feel a connection to Roark. She just can’t fit everything together. It isn’t until she finally meets him for the first time that all of her feelings and emotions are suddenly crystal clear. The sex is quite interesting. Roark has an amazing…err…package that he uses to his advantage. And boy does he know how to use it. If you are looking for a fun read with some interesting sex scenes, this is the book for you.

Ann Lee
Just Erotic Romance Reviews
 

FOUR HEARTS!