Faye Valentine’s Comeuppance (Cowboy Bebop)

Faye Valentine’s Comeuppance (Cowboy Bebop)

A/N: Faye Valentine's Comeuppance, originally titled Faye Valentine's Bad End, was a commissioned two shot written back in May-June of 2019. Posting it up now as a one shot for people to enjoy!

Summary: In which Faye never even meets the crew of the Bebop. Instead, she gets bagged and tagged by a bounty hunter, long before they can get ahold of her.

Themes: Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Mind Break

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BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Inspection time! Open up!"

As Faye comes awake with a start, her nostrils flaring in an exhale and her hand curling around the gun she keeps under her pillow, she has to stop her instincts, which scream at her to point the gun at the door to her dinky little apartment and just pull the trigger. Wouldn't do for her to kill her landlord, even if he IS a sleaze ball. Letting out a low sigh, the violet-haired young woman swings her legs off of her bed and stands up. She's already dressed of course; she was just napping briefly before going out for the evening.

The sun is still shining through the nearby window though, the fractures going through the glass just another reminder that Faye is stuck in a shithole. Soon, she hopes to get out of here though. Soon, she hopes to stop living from theft to theft, from heist to heist. One big score, and she can get off-planet and be on her way to somewhere... new.

The banging on her front door continues, so Faye rolls her eyes and begins making her way over to the door. As she does so, she puts the extra sway in her step early, swinging her hips side to side, along with her spectacular ass. She paints a sultry, seductive smile on her face, and stops by open door to her little dinky bathroom to look at herself in the mirror, blowing herself a kiss and giving herself a wink to make sure her mask is perfectly in place.

Faye KNOWS what she looks like. She looks like a gorgeous femme fatale, in her shiny golden get-up, with her red jacket tied right beneath her breasts, which strain against her small, high-collared jacket. Everything about her appearance is made to show off her body, from the short jacket, to the skimpy short shorts, to her heeled boots and thigh-high stockings.

If there's one thing that Faye Valentine has learned about this time period, it's that it's really not much different than her own. Using your looks to get what you want can be a very helpful tool, so long as it's used in moderation, and you don't attract the wrong kind of amorous intent. But then, that was what the gun was for, at the end of the day.

Smirking easily, the violet-haired thief, because that's what she is and she's not prone to lying to herself as she lies to everyone else, steps up to the door and looks through the peephole, one of the few things she'd deemed a necessity when choosing her current base of operations. On the other side of the door is indeed her landlord, standing there, waiting impatiently for her to open up, his hand raised and ready to knock again.

Before he can do so, she preempts him by quickly opening the door, keeping her gun behind her back as she gives him a smile and lets him in. These 'inspections' have become somewhat routine since Faye moved into this place. She's pretty damn sure that they aren't routine for anyone else, and that the landlord is just a perverted, skeevy bastard who uses the idea of inspecting her living quarters to leer at her and just be in her presence. What a scumbag.

Still, she has to put up with him for now, and it's not like there's anything in this place that actually ties her back to her crimes. Despite the fact that Faye Valentine has a six million woolong bounty on her head, as far as this weasel of a man knows, she's not Faye Valentine. She's nobody. She'll make sure to keep it that way, too.

Except, something is wrong. Faye realizes it far too late, when her landlord doesn't just barge past as he normally would, when he stays in the hallway and looks at her with sweat dripping down his brow. It's not avarice or lust she sees in his eyes, it's avarice. She's bringing her gun around just as the man that was hidden around the corner steps into view and places the muzzle of HIS handgun against her forehead.

"Ah-Ah... I wouldn't do that if I were you, Ms. Valentine."

Faye immediately goes still, even as her eyes cross in trying to look at the gun held to her head. He pushes her back, and she's forced to move to avoid stumbling and falling on her damn ass.

"You can go now, little man. I've got what I want. And because you were so cooperative, I won't tell the authorities how you let a wanted fugitive shack up in your place for who knows how long."

Her landlord, her cowardly, skeevy landlord, swallows thickly and nods before fleeing down the hall. The man who's entered her apartment never takes his eyes off of her as he kicks the door closed behind him, reaching back to turn the lock. Faye doesn't move, she doesn't dare move... she can already tell, this man is a professional.

"Drop it, please. I'd hate to splatter what I'm sure are very pretty brains, all across the floor."

Faye drops her gun to the ground, sure that if she just plays along for now, she can get out of this. As soon as she's disarmed herself, he's pushing her back again, leaving the gun behind near the door and forcing her to back up all the way into the middle of the shitty, dinky apartment. Then, he pistol-whips her, and Faye is on the ground, all she sees is stars.

By the time she can recover, he's got the cuffs around her wrists, and her arms pulled up over her head as he starts to paw at her. Faye curses, and squirms in his grasp, grimacing in disgust from the way he's touching her.

"W-What... what are you doing?!"

The man, a bounty hunter no doubt, just chuckles as he gropes her tits through the high-collared skimpy jacket she wears, before eventually just slipping his hand into the garment altogether to play with her breasts, one after the other.

"We're just gonna have a little fun before we head on our way, darling."

He's going to have his way with her, he means. Faye's breath grows short, and she growls up at the bounty hunter, trying to pull herself free of his grasp, but trapped between him and the hard side of the bed that she'd just come from.

"Y-You can't! You-!"

Faye falls silent, freezing up again as the gun is placed back against her forehead.

"Can't I, bitch? The bounty on your head is for dead or alive. Which do YOU prefer, huh?"

Faye shivers, closing her eyes as the tears finally begin to fall. She doesn't... she doesn't deserve this. She doesn't deserve any of this. Beneath the femme fatale façade, all there is, is a lost girl, hurt and alone in the universe. Faye Valentine, born in Nineteen Ninety-Four, a shy but positive and outgoing child, born to a wealthy family. So wealthy that at the age of twenty, she traveled into space with her parents on a private starship.

But something had gone wrong. Her parents had died, and Faye had been left all alone, so grievously injured that she'd been cryogenically frozen until medical science had advanced enough to actually be capable of healing her. She wished that they'd just let her die with her mom and dad, because when she was revived and healed fifty-four years into the future, it was to find that she'd accrued a debt of three hundred MILLION woolongs over the last five and a half decades.

Unable to pay her debts, lost and adrift in the world, Faye had fallen into a life of criminality and theft, working marks, stealing things. She'd become a thief, and not a half-bad one either, but it wasn't by choice. It was NEVER by choice. She was just... a victim of her circumstances. She had no desire to steal, she gained no real enjoyment from hurting others. It was the only way she could survive in this harsh, horrid future though. The only way that she could make her way through this new, rough galaxy.

But the bounty hunter who'd captured her didn't give two flying fucks about any of that, not that she'd ever tell him any of it. Dragging her up from the floor by her throat, he finally holsters his pistol, but Faye can see that it's a bio-locked holster, and even if she made a grab for it with her handcuffed hands, she'd not be able to pull it free.

He reaches down and grabs the front of her jacket, pulling roughly until it pops open and her breasts spring out. He tears the red jacket she has tied off under said breasts off of her entirely, tossing it aside contemptuously. He pushes her back onto the bed, her cuffed hands ending up above her head, and he pounces atop her, groping and squeezing her tits, even as she squirms and curses beneath him.

"L-Let me go, you d-damn brute!"

"If you're trying to connect or bond with me or something, don't bother, it won't work."

"N-No, it's not that! I... I don't want you to free me! You don't need to let me go... b-but you also don't have to turn me in either, right?"

Now he's looking at her incredulously, like he has no idea what she's saying.

"The fuck are you on about, bitch? What's the third option?"

Seeing her chance, Faye pushes herself forward, bringing her hands up to grab at the bounty hunter's chest as she licks her lips, staring up into her eyes.

"You could keep me, instead. As... a-as your pet. I could be whatever you want me to be... your bed slave, your maid, your cook. Let me stay with you... keep treating me like I'm worthless... but let me stay with you."

For a long moment, he just stares at her. Faye is pretty good at reading people, she's had to learn to be, all things considered... she can tell he's tempted. But after that moment passes, he scoffs and shakes his head.

"I already told you that I did my research, bitch. You really think I'd fall for something like that?"

Whimpering, NEEDING him to understand, Faye falls to her knees right then and there before the bounty hunter, bringing her hands up to his belt.

"I-I mean it... I mean every word. Let me show you, please."

She hurriedly takes his cock out, though if he really wanted to stop her, they both knew he could at any time. Instead, he lets it happen, and Faye soon has the man's big fat cock inside of her again, this time in her mouth as she stretches her lips wide to accommodate him, bobbing up and down his length as enthusiastically as possible.

It's an altogether sloppy blowjob, and not something that she would have ever done by choice before this, not something she would have found much pleasure in either. But this time, Faye enjoys every last moment of it. She enjoys the way he looks down at her both physically and metaphorically, the way he sneers at her as he eventually grabs a fistful of her hair and begins to force her to go even faster, properly fucking her face on his cock.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

She takes every last bit of it, and when he eventually cums down her throat, she does her best to swallow every last drop. Before Faye knows it, she finds herself bent over the nearest cargo crate, his cock buried in her quim once again. He fucks her HARD, relentlessly even, plowing her silly with all his might. Faye just lets it happen. And she truly does let it happen. Even with her hands cuffed in front of her, she has a number of tricks up her nonexistent sleeves.

She could have made a go at getting away, and possibly even succeeded as well, but she never tries, never even makes the attempt. She hopes that he's skilled enough to see that, she hopes that he's aware of just how many opportunities she's outright ignoring in favor of being his obedient little fuck toy... but if he is, he's also paranoid enough to still throw her into the cage when he's finally done with her, his cum now dripping from both of her holes as she lands on the hard floor of the cage with a light cry.

But even as he locks her in, he stops right before leaving the cargohold to look back at her consideringly.

"... We'll see, bitch. We'll see."

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That becomes Faye's life for the next two weeks. She's well aware from the telltale hum the next time she wakes up that they've left the planet she was on behind and are currently traveling through space. Perhaps her ultimate destination is to be a jail cell, but she's not going to give up that easily. Luckily, he gives her every opportunity to give herself to him. When he comes back to her the first time that next day, he hoses her down first in a humiliating fashion, forcing her to spread open her cunt lips and ass cheeks to truly clean out her lower holes.

Then he fucks and creampies both of them again anyways, before cleaning his cock off using her hair. He always leaves her filthy after he's done, before cleaning her up only when he's ready for another go at her. Faye never complains though, nor does she whine about the food she's given. She takes it all, from the food to the erratic schedule to his big fat cock without a single word of complaint. She works his shaft over in her mouth with gusto, clenches down around his member in her cunt as hard as she can with her inner muscles, and all around does her best to please the bounty hunter every way she can.

The thing is, when the first week passes, Faye is pretty sure she's got him at least considering the idea. He doesn't trust her still... but Faye knows the distance between the planet she was on and the planet that he would turn her over on, and it was about a week's flight. So, the fact that they're not there yet means he's delaying, stalling even.

By the end of the second week, Faye is almost positive that he's thinking about keeping her. As he pulls her from her cage and forces her to her knees, the naked beauty drops to the ground willingly, looking up expecting a bit fat cock to slap across her face. Instead, however, she finds a collar in the bounty hunter's hands.

"You know what this is, bitch? This is a slave collar. You put this on, and you become my property until I decide I'm bored of you. I become your Master, and you officially become my pet. Here's the thing, this shit doesn't come off once it's around your neck. You live with it for the rest of your life, and you die with it when the time finally comes for you to pass on. Ownership can be passed along, but the collar itself... is forever."

Faye's breath is stolen from her as she stares at the slave collar with wide eyes. The thought that he might get rid of her one day... well, it upsets her certainly, but it would also be his prerogative, wouldn't it? If she was his slave, then whatever he wanted to do with her, she would have to abide by. The thought of wearing that collar, of being his property for the rest of her days... it filled Faye with far too much hope and happiness. She can't help but think now that this had always been lurking inside of her, this need to just be... owned by someone else.

"So, this is your last chance, bitch. Either you put this on and become my slave, or I turn you over to the authorities and get my bounty. What's it going to be?"

Then, he holds out the collar to her. Faye takes it with shaking hands, holding it aloft. All she has to do is bring it up to her neck and lock it into place, and it'll be permanent. An accessory that she'll wear for the rest of her days, marking her as less than human, as little more than property. With a happy little sigh, Faye Valentine doesn't even hesitate. Smiling widely, the beautiful young woman places the collar up against her throat, wrapping it around her neck and connecting the two ends at her nape.

They lock together... no, more than that, she feels a bead of hotness on her neck as they actually FUSE together. As he said, the collar, now a weight just under her chin that she's going to have to get used to, won't ever come off again. Looking up into the eyes of her slightly surprised Master, Faye smiles beatifically.

"Thank you, Master. Please... how may I serve you?"

That's when the cock finally comes out, and Faye happily deep throats her new Master's member to kingdom cum, followed by taking his big fat dick in every single orifice she has. This was Faye's life now... and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

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