Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Jojo Brown
Word Count :4348
Publication Date :2013-05-20
Series : #
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- Product Code: 0000647
In a world without intimacy The Reliever is a true treasure…or is she?
Doctor Jakob Livingston from the Centre For Humanity wants to free Violet, The Reliever. He wants to end the laws that restrict intimacy. He wants to discover the carnal thrill that comes from touching another human being at their core. He wants to throw away the mechanical receptors and make good use of Violet’s natural one. But, is that really the best plan?
He knew what she was before he ever walked into the room. Everyone knew. She was a prostitute, a mythical creature they had all learned about in their history classes at school. Centuries ago, someone like her would actually be paid to allow men to touch her and transfer body fluids. Such transfers were outlawed so long ago, it was almost a mortal sin to even think about it. The few, who did consider it on their moral compass, existed out beyond the sentries, in the badlands. And, everyone knew they were all criminally insane, with no working compass of any sort.
Jakob wasn’t from the badlands. He wasn’t insane or a criminal, but he did believe that there could be a place for intimacy in the world. A very good place.
He and a small group of his peers had worked long and hard to devise the plan. All they needed now was the cooperation of one more person. They needed the help of The Reliever. They needed her.
No one could remember back far enough to know where or when she had come from. They just knew she was here, and from a young age, they all knew what she could do. The sexual relief she could give with a single glance.
He saw her as soon as he entered the large room, sitting in the center of her living cage. The tentacles writhed about her, granting her protection from the hoards that would drain every ounce of energy from her, given half a chance.
As Jakob walked between the rows of curtained cubicles, a grimace creased his gentle face. His deep blue eyes strained to stay focused ahead, rather than peer into any of the numerous, occupied relief stations. He knew, without looking, what would meet his eyes in any of them. The smell of sex and sweat filled his nostrils, as the deeps moans of pleasure filled his ears.
He was just as naked and just as sexually hungry as the other forty or so people in the room, but the cocktail of capsules he’d taken had done their job.