Booty Hunter (2019) by KC Cross (aka JA Huss)
Harem Station Series, book 1
Cannonball Read 15, review #2
Rating: Too rapey to rate
WARNING: No joke – this one contains absolutely nonconsensual sex, i.e. rape.
First things first
See warning above.
Booty Hunter is a sexy space romp featuring found family, interplanetary espionage, indentured sexual servitude, and—
No, wait, that sounds bad. Let’s try again.
Ok. Booty Hunter is the heartwarming story of how a person-trafficker with two dicks falls for his new slave and her glowing hoo-hah…
Oh, no, that’s…that’s not better.
Booty Hunter’s ridiculous alien physiologies come wrapped in a surprisingly decent plot with some unexpectedly beautiful moments of found family, a space battle that actually kind of works, and a soulmate coupling that would be, by turns, both very hot and very sweet—with shockingly healthy relationship psychology to boot—if it weren’t for the part where the hero’s occupation is kidnapping women to be forced into sex work in the high-end prostitution outfit he and his brothers run. Or the fact that the hero meets the heroine on her first day in captivity and immediately instructs the robot overseer to subject her to their “quality control test”—read: public sexual assault—a second time. Or the part where this is all glossed over with a combination of “well, we can only get to the ones that are kicked out for being a problem, so it’s ok that we take those”; “we let them earn their freedom eventually”; and “but they’re treated so well!”
I finished it because I honestly had to see where it would go, and there’s some good storytelling here, to be honest. But the consent issues (to put it VERY mildly) are more than I can roll with.
Did I mention the part where the heroine having her nipples and genitals pierced against her will is played for laughs?