Ajax Caprius
ajaxcaprius.bsky.social
Ajax Caprius
@ajaxcaprius.bsky.social
I write stuff on occasion.
On your healed piercing. "I'm not ready for spring break to be over yet." You say.

"I know, well it's not for you."

I run my hand over your collar, and the clasp flicks open.

"You might need a new collar soon, it's held up pretty well over the years." I muse.

"Years?"
February 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
school again tomorrow."

"No. That's still a week away, you can still use me." You say trying to climb back on top of me.

"I know time as flown my but I promise it's tomorrow."

I had to be wrong, right? It had only been a few days.

***

You giggled as you flicked the bell-
February 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
You didn't know how long that would be. All you knew was being a pet.

"I can't believe this is the last time I get to have you," I pant as I rock your hips off me.

"What do you mean?" You almost yell surprised, "you can always use me. You have to!"

"I just mean you start-
February 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
hours turned to days, but your need for more never left. Scarcely eating and sleeping as you took my cock over and over.

A collar turned to bells and skirts, and after a week, you begged me to take you to get nipple piercings.

"After they heal properly, I'll put bells on you."
February 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
your tights rip, but the words left your mouth as a moan as I pushed inside you.

"Fuck I've missed this." You moaned.

"Pets don't speak." I growled and nipped at your ear.

You blushed and bucked your hips back against me as heat spread into your stomach.

The heat never left-
February 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
midterm and dropped to your knees.

"You better have a collar picked out for me already." You said as your skirt rode up over your ass.

It was mere seconds after the clasp of the collar tightened that your face was pushed into the carpet.

You tried to speak as you felt-
February 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
You washed your face until the scent became a faint smell like a soft lip gloss.

You looked up in the mirror to find the cum had stained your face purple in clear drips and spatter.

You called in sick for a few days, but the stain never cleared, and the scent never left your mind.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
You touched your face and your hand came away covered in metallic blue warm cum.

"I-I have to go." You practically ran out of the run. Up and down the stairs. Head down as you raced home.

You dunked your head under the sink desperate to get it all off.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Was it hours? Days? You didn't know. You just wanted to stay in this blissful high.

You felt the warm summer rain hit your face in spurts, and you smiled at the thought.

Suddenly, you were back in his office. He sat across from you, smiling. Was it all a dream?
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Fresh blueberries. You wrapped your tongue around the taste. Letting it sink deep into your body.

The scent enveloped you as his hand gently guided your head faster.

"You need to see all of its features," he said.

His voice had become like honey, smooth and intoxicating.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
to stay. For the story, of course. Nothing more.

You froze as he slowly rubbed it across your face, "want a taste?" He whispered.

His voice was so gentle, like rain in a forest.

Your body tensed even as your mouth opened slightly. And then you could taste them.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
You shook off the feeling and put on a slightly surprised face, "I-I see. Well, that is something."

You didn't see him approach, but suddenly, he pressed it to your face. The smell was overwhelmingly sweet but so so good.

You wanted to scream and run away, but you also wanted-
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
For being enhanced, it's surprising only average in size, but you can clearly see metallic blue and gold veins sparkling up and down its length.

The smell hit your nose next. Like fresh blueberries and summer rain. Blueberries were your favorite, even if it'd been years.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
You nod and look up just as he pulls his cock out of his pants.

You reel back and reach for your pistol only to know notice it's been stolen off your belt.

"Relax, this is my new piece." He even takes a step back to reassure you.

You gulp and look back.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
signs of cybernetics, but you find none. "May I see yours?" You ask.

"Of course." He says and stands up, walking closer to you.

You unconsciously shift your jacket to show your badge of immunity.

He raises his hand in response, "Just giving you a better view."
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
"So you admit to bribing your way into cybernetics?" You look up smirking.

"Bribe is such a bad word. I admit I accept generosity."

"Now I've been told you recently received experiment upgrades, is that correct?"

"Yes it is. All legal."

Your eyes scan his body looking for-
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
"Unless installed by a licensed cybersurgeon." He finishes the sentence for you, "luckily my charity pays for people to go to uni, and some who have finished school have shown their appreciation by providing enhancements to those less fortunate."
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
We do our best to avoid casualties, so really, we are robbing the insurance companies. Why have insurance if you never use it, right?" He laughs loudly, and his smile widens like a shark.

"Perhaps, but what of the illegal body mods? Cybernetics are dangerous and illegal unless-"
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
that are proven to be safe when prescribed."

"But your dealers are not doctors."

His smile fades after you cut him off, but quickly returns, "yes well it is so hard to find a doctor in the lower layers. These are often life-saving medications. As for the other crimes,
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
"Shall we get down to business?" You fake a smile, "you run a number of illegal businesses, including drugs, but mostly burglary and robbery. Is that correct?" You pull out your notepad to begin taking notes.

"Yes. I provide a number of services. All the drugs we deal with are meds-
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM
His threat was so casual that you almost missed it, "my boss knows I'm here."

"If that were true, he wouldn't have let you come. After all, he wouldn't want to lose his second best journalist." Ajax laughed.

That's right. Second best, but not after this story.
February 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM