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Part 1: Should you choose to accept it...
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Two days ago, Peter Spears received a phone call from Gustivo Vulgan, the owner of the Grand Ecstasy Palace. Gustivo provided some sparse details but asked Peter to visit him at the Palace for more information. Peter strolled into the Palace and found 'Gus,' as he affectionately called him.
Once Peter found him, Vulgan greeted him warmly and they had a brief reunion. But it wasn't long before Vulgan got down to business. He told him everything about how the sex cartel had killed one of his dancers, a security guard, and abducted Jula. All he knew at this point was that they took her to the Caligula, the most depraved and twisted place in the galaxy. There were girls taken from other clubs being kept there, too. Vulgan was asking for Peter's help to get them all back.
One wouldn't normally reach out to a male porn star for a deep space rescue mission. But Vulgan was one of the only people aware of Peter's previous life in galactic covert and special operations. Peter had been a decorated tactical officer before he retired from that life to smash pussy for a living. Vulgan was appealing to Peter's decency -- and likely boredom -- to get him into his "old hat" again. It was working, too. Peter was warming up to the idea. Saving hot girls? He could do that.
"So, I'll be working alone?" Peter asked.
"No." Vulgan answered.
"I already have an operative headed to the Caligula. He's priming the objective and gathering intelligence as we speak. His name is Lieutenant Alden. He has over a decade in deep galactic reconnaissance. He's a genius in clandestine operations and a weapons expert. He will be a capable and trustworthy team member."
"Nice." Peter liked the sound of his new partner.
"Oh, there's also... Corporal Rek."
"Who??" Peter asked skeptically.
"He's a very low-level security guard here. He doesn't have any skills or experience, but he has heart. He feels partly responsible for the kidnappers getting away with Jula, so he wants to help get the girls back. He will be at your disposal as well."
"Oh... Good." Peter replied ambivalently. Gus went on:
"Peter, I'm relying on you. The Caligula is the most vile place in the galaxy, I shudder to think of what's going to happen to those girls if we don't get them back."
"Say no more. I'm in."
"Thank you, Peter."
They stood in silence together as Peter thought to himself. Gustivo Vulgan was an interesting character. He was too good for the sex entertainment industry. He treated all his girls like princesses, and he was a respected boss and mentor to the men who worked for him, Peter being one of them. How did somebody this good-hearted wind up running a 24/7 XXX sex resort? Peter had to ask him.
"Gus, you'd be so good at something like philanthropy, or terraforming new planets, or something high-minded like that.. Why did you get into "Human Performance Art" or whatever you like to call "wall-to-wall fucking"?
Gus gestured over to a pair having sex off to the side. No cameras, no crowds, just two lovebirds in an intimate moment. He asked Peter "Do you see that lovely couple over there?"
Peter saw them. Of course, in this place there was a 50/50 chance they didn't even know each other's names. Peter indulged him anyways "Yeah sure, cute couple. Why?"
"Look at that gorgeous creature. Look at how beautiful she is. Think about everything she's done to make her body ready for this exquisite display of beauty and pleasure. Her hair, her makeup, her nails, her lips... All of it meticulously sculpted to perfection so she can be beautiful and desirable for sex.
Peter nodded with a raised eyebrow.
"Now, look at that man. What an impressive specimen of fitness and strength. Think about the things he's done to his body to make it look the way it does. The training, the discipline, the pain. All so he can be strong and sexually desirable to a woman."
Peter didn't have any quips. He was just listening and watching now. The amorous couple they were snooping on were getting hot and heavy. She was holding him tight, pulling him close, begging him to cum for her. Peter even felt his pulse quicken.
Gus went on; "Look at how she clutches him tightly, giving him every bit of herself to please him. She longs to see him satisfied, which in turn satisfies her. He is entranced by her, the softness of her touch, the warmth of her body consuming him as he pushes his love deeper inside her."
Peter hadn't expected things to get this transcendental. He was even getting invested. He started quietly cheering on the pair as they approached climax; "Come on... Come on..."
Their moans were getting louder, and they were calling out to each other. Peter shifted uncomfortably. Gus continued:
"Outside of sex, he may even think she's a vain bitch, and she may think he's a selfish pig. But here in this moment he is infatuated with her, and she adores him."
The woman finally cried out and came for him. A hot wet burst soaked the insides of her legs and the sheets beneath them. Her partner was right behind her. He boldly finished inside her, clutching her tightly and howling with joy. Both their bodies shimmered with sweat and their faces beamed with smiles.
Peter watched in hushed awe. He had been laying pipe since he was a teenager, but he had never thought about sex in this much depth before.
The couple embraced each other, she laid on top of him running her fingers through his hair. They both smiled at each other and rested their tired bodies. Gus looked on at the two of them like he was admiring a work of fine art.
"And whether they love each other, like each other, or even know each other, they have created a moment of incredible beauty and joy together. And no one can take that from them."
Holy shit. Peter just asked why Gus got into this reputedly sleazy industry. He didn't expect to have his brain turned inside out.
Peter just saw this job as banging hot women and getting off for money, But Gus was seeing things on another level entirely. To him sex was high art, the apex of human expression and joy, and by loving each other and pleasing each other, humans were reaching their highest potential.
'Huh'. Peter said under his breath, and he looked down in deep reflection, almost in shame.
Gus awkwardly shifted back to talking about the mission at hand:
"Of course, I'll accompany the rescue team. And I'll wire you payment..."
