BOOTES VOID — Read Sample
Chapter One

Unexpected Guests

Night Cycle 2147 • District 7, Near Angel Port

This girl definitely knows how to suck dick, I thought to myself.

We were staying in a budget motel in a less-than-desirable area. The sound of the heavy rain hitting the windows created an eerie atmosphere, causing goosebumps to form on my skin; or was it the blowjob? It was one of those bad-feeling nights where I couldn't shake the sense of emptiness that had been plaguing me all day.

I gazed up at the ceiling, where the lights from outside cast a joyful glow, as if they were dancing with the rain.

The girl I was with claimed to be from the Andromeda Galaxy, but didn't disclose which particular system. It was a guarded secret that people only shared if they really trusted you. Nowadays, it seemed like it was harder to make genuine connections with others, as the chances of striking up a conversation with a stranger were slim to none.

She put my cock deep into her mouth; I felt the back of her throat.

I had just completed a small delivery of Sparks, which is a slang term for code-stimulants or street drugs, in a city on the planet that she happened to be visiting. She had told me that she was stranded here after getting into an argument with a friend she had been staying with. With no connections in this galaxy, she decided to ask her friend's boyfriend if she could stay over at his place. Long story short, she fucked him and ended up getting caught in the act by her ex-friend.

An ass-whooping was promptly served.

When I had made my way to my client's location, I came across her sitting on a bench with her head down. As if she was placed in my path. She looked up at me, perhaps sensing my presence, with a black eye and a busted lip she gave me a half-hearted smile; her appearance declaring she had recently been in a physical altercation.

She was making slurping sounds on my penis.

I don’t know what my problem is, but I have a soft spot for sluts. From my point-of-view, they help keep the crimes low and relationships intact; as long as they don’t get caught. Slutty little heroes they are.

I ended up bringing her back to my motel with me and we made plans to journey to the dark systems together. These systems were dubbed as "dark" due to their closeness to the Boötes Void, a notorious location where the most ruthless individuals roamed. Planets in close proximity to any of the voids were practically lawless, but the Boötes in particular was known to be exceptionally dangerous. Only the bravest or the most destitute, like myself, dared to venture there.

I could hear her gagging.

I deal in Sparks; a kind of drug that's synthesized using complex code. It's a dangerous and challenging business, and illegal across all civilized galaxies. Simply owning a computer capable of compiling code is considered a serious crime in many systems. In some places, you could be sentenced to life in prison for it, while in others, you could be executed just for knowing how to write algorithms. The ruling governments, by which I mean the artificial intelligence tyrants that seized control long ago, see it as a grave threat to their authority.

She started to tickle my balls.

To enter the Sparks business you had to be fluent in at least a couple of programming languages… old, programming languages.

The Development Chip, which was invented many years ago, played a significant role in this. The chip was about half the size of a rice seed which was surgically implanted on the thalamus of every newborn baby. It assisted with information processing and immune system functions. The D-Chip was able to manipulate the thalamus to a significant degree. However, only the wealthy had access to the upgraded source codes, while the rest of society had to settle for the basic programs that came with the chip.

The D-Chip contained all of a person's information, with every thought and dream being recorded on its storage. It even logged a person's age to the millisecond. However, the one saving grace was that this information was still considered private to the individual. It's possible that we have a cheating billionaire to thank for this small bit of freedom, as they may have been trying to hide something from their spouse.

As the decades passed, some nefarious individuals began to write code that could be uploaded into the chip through an illegal program. This code manipulated the brain to simulate the feeling of certain drugs. By the time governments caught wind of these stimulatory scripts, it was already too late; mass production had already begun.

There are numerous scripts with a range of effects. Some codes can even manipulate the subject's body, changing muscle strength and weight, among other things. We call these algorithms AlterSparks.

She was now stroking me.

The most popular codes in the Sparks business are the “upper” Sparks, which simulate the effects of amphetamine drugs. However, the issue with these Sparks is that the D-Chip patches itself within an hour of detecting the code, leaving little time for the desired effects to last. Ingesting traditional drugs didn't help since the D-Chip attacks them immediately. That's why the demand for Sparks remains high, as they offer a more effective and longer-lasting alternative for those seeking an escape from reality.

Ask me why I do it, and I’ll say; suck my dick! That’s why.

Also, like I said, I’m a broke motherfucker.

I know this line of work will likely cut my life short, especially now that there's a new Spark circulating among the space pirates in the Boötes systems. It doesn't have much effect on its own, but when mixed with other Sparks, it sends the user into a fucked-up state for more than an hour; that's just the kind of thing addicts crave.

Okay, enough bullshit. I apologize for that.

She was now using her saliva to lubricate my dick. That meant she was getting ready to jump on it and ride it. I stopped her.

“Let me upload some protection,” I told her.

“Why?” She asked me.

“I don’t want any kids right now,” I told her. Moreover, you might not be mother material. I kept that to myself, of course. No need to offend her.

“Okay, that’s understandable,” she said. She took off her pants, but not her shirt. She immediately turned around and bent over for me. Not only that, but she looked back at me and gave me the cutest smile; that smile instantly made me harder.

I activated the protection code on my PWID and placed myself behind her. Her butt was cold to the touch. Smooth and soft. I gently inserted myself in her vagina. Slightly pulling back only when she let out a loud moan of pain. This back and forth continued until I was balls deep in her. She was surprisingly tight. The deeper I went, the more she contracted her stomach; causing her insides to tighten up. I went so deep my balls could feel her wet labia. The feeling gave my inner thighs goosebumps.

She started moaning louder as I got in the rhythm. That just motivated me to move harder and faster. She reached back and put her hand on my stomach to keep me from going too deep. Fuck that! I slapped her hand away, and with mine I pushed her head into the pillow. With my free hand, I grabbed both of her wrists and put her in a chicken wing hold. She seemed to really like that because she started pushing her ass back into my hips.

“Open the door.” Someone called from outside our motel room.

“I’M FUCKING BUSY!” I screamed back and fucked the girl harder.

Who would come here this late at night?

“I’m serious, Ka’Abar,” my friend Mang’Var said in a normal tone now. Ka’Abar was my nickname. It was given to me by other gang members from my home system. It meant something like giving up your life for a greater cause. At least that’s what the interpretations said. It was from an old human language started in an ancient colony discovered on a dead planet long ago. Many of the first colonist that left Earth picked dying planets to colonize. Bad research. They left to survive and ended up accelerating the death of their new home.

I never really gave a fuck about the meaning of my nickname anyway. To me, it just sounded aggressive. Ka’Abar.


	  freetech@freeTech:~$ ./infinity
	  -bash: ./infinity: No such file or directory
	  freetech@freeTech:~$ sudo apt install infinity
	  Reading package lists... Done
	  Building dependency tree... Done
	  Reading state information... Done
	  vlc-plugin-qt libvlc5 libopencv-videoio4.5d libzvbi-common liburiparser1
  	  libopencv-objdetect4.5d vlc-data libopencv-contrib4.5d libvlccore9 libzbar0
      	  libnode72 libheif1 vlc libopencv-imgcodecs4.5d imagemagick libavcodec-extra
          vlc-bin libpathplan4 vlc-l10n node-ip graphviz libavdevice58 libgvpr2
          libgvc6 libdcmtk16 ffmpeg libopencv-video4.5d libpostproc55 libxerces-c3.2
          libopencv-highgui4.5d libcgraph6 libopencv-core4.5d
          libmagickcore-6.q16-6-extra vlc-plugin-samba libsoup-3.0-0 libcdt5 nodejs
          libgstreamer-plugins-bad1.0-0 libmagickwand-6.q16-6 libavcodec-extra58
          vlc-plugin-notify libavutil56 imagemagick-6.q16 libswscale5
          libmagickcore-6.q16-6 vlc-plugin-access-extra vlc-plugin-skins2
          libopencv-features2d4.5d vlc-plugin-video-splitter liblab-gamut1 libnode-dev
          libswresample3 imagemagick-6-common vlc-plugin-video-output
          libopencv-dnn4.5d nodejs-doc libsoup-3.0-common libopencv-ml4.5d
          libavformat58 libzvbi0 gstreamer1.0-plugins-bad libopencv-calib3d4.5d
          libopencv-flann4.5d libopencv-imgproc4.5d libde265-0 libvlc-bin
          vlc-plugin-base vlc-plugin-visualization libavfilter7
	  installing infinity... are you sure? [Y/n] y
	  progress: [100%] [#######################################################]
	  freetech@freeTech:~$ infinity is now installed
	  freetech@freeTech:~$ g++ infinity -o infinity
	  freetech@freeTech:~$ ./infinity█
	  

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